You Can't Save Me..

Chapter 7

It was the end of the week and Megan texted, saying she was on her way to pick me up. I really like her. She's super sweet and really funny.

She's been telling me about her and Ashton. Also, being blonde, she always texts me thinking it's her Ashton and let's just say those aren't texts I enjoy receiving. I love her anyway.

I'm really liking the new school. Luke has been really sweet to me too. He always notices when somethings wrong though. As much as I want someone to notice that I'm not okay, I don't want anyone to know.

That would make me the center of attention and I'm not good at that. I can't be the focus of the room. No one knows. No one has ever seen through my fake smile or questioned my laugh that just doesn't reach my eyes, until him. No one asked me about not eating at lunch or always wearing long sleeves, until him.

I know I can trust him, but I don't want to. It's scary. You know? I would be handing him a knife and turning around. I know he wouldn't stab me. But would he cut me? Would he hold the knife to my back and threaten me? I don't know. You never know until it's too late and I'm not into that kind of fear.

I was interrupted from my thoughts by a knock at the door. I smile, hopping up off the couch and calling out to Megan, telling her to come on in. She walks in wearing a cute black and blue skater dress. She always succeeds at dressing better than me. I'm wearing black skinnies, a Green Day top and a flannel.

"Hey Ash," She greets me, walking in.

"Hey Meg," I say laughing.

"Don't call me thatttt!!!" She whines.
I know she hates being called Meg. Almost as much as I hate being called Ash.

Luke calls me Ash too, but for some reason, it doesn't bother me to much when he says it. I almost, maybe, kinda, a little, or a lot, like it. I blush at the thought before changing the topic.

"Ready to go?" I question happily.

"Yep, move it!" She chuckles along with me. We walk to the door together and I pull on my black and blue vans then grab my wallet and keys.

"I'm driving." I call out making her groan out a long fiiiinnee. She doesn't like my truck, but I love it. I hop up into my truck while she does the same.

I turn on some music, loud as ever. Oh, another thing about Megan, she may not look the part, but she listens to some bad ass music. We both sing along to Sleeping with Sirens all the way to the mall. As soon as we get there she pulls me into bath and body works.

"Are you trying to tell me something? I don't smell that bad do I?" I question sarcastically.

"You smell like pizza. But I wouldn't change it cause Luke loves pizza!" I roll my eyes at her Luke comment.

She's convinced we're going to get together, fall in love, and live happily ever after. But there's a few flaws. I don't date. Love isn't a thing. And happily ever after is a lie.

"I'm kidding, you don't smell like pizza. But seriously, when are you guys gonna finally get together?" She asks with a slight whining tint to her voice.

I chuckle and shake my head, ignoring her comment while we walk though the mall.

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We make our way through the mall, buying half of everything before making our way to the food court.

She drags along her bags while I drag mine. I was just gonna get a couple pairs of black jeans and some more band tees, but I ended up with a few dresses to because 'the make me look like an angel on drugs.' I'm not exactly sure if that's a good thing, but apparently it is.

"What do you wanna eat?" She questions as if it's nothing.

I cough at the smell of all the greasy food before telling her I'm not hungry.

"We've been at the mall since 10 this morning. It's almost 6. You have to be hungry. Did you not bring enough money or something? I can buy you lunch?" She rants on as if it's going to change something.

"I have money, I just don't feel like eating right now. I had a cookie earlier when you were in that crowded store. Remember, I went to Books-a-Million. I got a coffee and a cookie." I lied through my teeth naturally.

"Oh, ok. Well I'm starving, so I'm gonna eat."

We end up sitting at one of the tables while she eats McDonald's. I don't know how she does it. She seems to always be eating, but she never gains a pound. She is absolutely beautiful.

Then there's me. I'm not pretty or skinny. I don't have a nice fashion sense. My hair is too long and a wavy mess. My eyes are boring and unpredictable. Why isn't she embarrassed to be seen in public with me?

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When we finally get home she calls the guys and invites them to my place.

"Yeah, her mom's at work or something. Come over. And bring Luke. Tell him Ash here misses him!!" She winks at me and I roll my eyes. Secretly loving that she's making sure he's coming.