you're the reason. a.i

Chapter 16

Ashton's POV

authors note: since I'm just getting back to writing this, it may not be that great. but work with me cause I'm getting back to it. comment and tell me about any ideas you have.. I'm always open for them. love y'all. happy reading!
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Here I am walking home from Zoey's house. Damn, that girl had a huge house. I expected something similar to it, since she is a prep. But damn, I wasn't expecting that. I look like a homeless man next to her. When I walked into her room, I was expecting something really girly. Walls filled with pictures of stupid boy bands like The Vamps, or R5. But to my surprise, she had posters of the 1975, my favorite band, posted all around her room. The 1975 is one of my favorite bands, probably number two. Many people don't like them, but something about the beats of the music, and the lyrical content just puts my brain at ease even for a split moment. That damn Zoey.. I don't know what the hell she's doing to me, but she's doing something. I don't always feel sad all the time like I normally do. I think about her a lot too.. the way her blonde hair flows to her waist, the way her bluish gray eyes could literally light up an entire galaxy, the way... Damn it Ashton! Get out of your damn head!

This girl is nothing but trouble, but damn does she make it hard not to think about her. About 20 minutes later, I arrived at my still empty house. No car in sight, other than my truck. My mother isn't home, what a big shocker. ( I say sarcastically) Don't get me wrong, I love my mother more than I ever could love a woman. Afferall, she stayed with me after my father left. But she's never home. She's always out on "business trips." Or she's out drinking with one of her new sugar daddy's. It used to bother me. Always coming home to an empty home, cooking food on my own, eating alone, then going to sleep wondering the next time I'd see my mom. You eventually learn to get used to it, I guess. I went into the kitchen and turned the lights on. I cooked myself a burger and fries, and after I ate I took a shower and did my nightly routine. This routine consisted of taking a shower, brushing my teeth, attempting homework, but not actually doing it, and watching one of my tv shows. I was sitting around my room, when something caught my eye.

It was the picture that Zoey had picked up earlier. I admit, I shouldn't have been so harsh with her but I couldn't help it. That's the only thing I have left, other than memories..

*Flashback*
I'm currently at a Fourth of July party with my breathtaking Casey. Her family invited me, so I couldn't say no. (why would I want to anyways?) Her family is always so sweet to me. They treat me like I'm actually apart of the family, something my own family doesn't really do. It's nice to have people around you who care so much about you. They are having a cookout with all their friends and family. There was a moonwalk for the little kids, a pool for the teens and adults, a dj playing all the current hits. It was almost like a high school house party, only, her parents were throwing it. And let me tell you, those people know how to throw a party. Her parents were picture crazy people. They constantly took pictures of everyone. They got a really cute picture of me and Casey. We were looking at eachother, smiling and laughing and my arms were around her. It was a cute candid. (I think that's what girls call it nowadays)

We had a lot of fun the rest of the day. Tons of food, games, and and incredible firework show. After the fireworks, people were still here ready to party even more. I don't think this party is gonna end until after midnight. Casey and I were chilling on a swing they have on a porch in the back yard. You could hear and see everything, but it was nice to get away from the crowd for a little bit.

"Hey Ash." Casey said looking off into the party crowd, acting a little strange.

"What is it babe?" I asked.

"Are you ever scared about the future? Like what could happen? what could change?" She asked kind of nervous like.

"Yeah, I do. But I try to just take day by day. Afterall, we aren't promised tomorrow. What makes you ask? Are you okay?" I asked as I put my arm around her shoulder and looked into her eyes.

She paused for a moment, like she wanted to tell me something, but then didn't. She looked into my eyes and pecked my lips and slightly smiled. As she whispered, "I'm just so scared of losing you."

I put my forehead to hers, and said "Babe. Don't worry about losing me. I'm not going anywhere until I'm 6 feet underground." Casey smiled that bright smile that could make anyone fall in love.

Little did I know, 6 months later, she wasn't the one who would be losing me. 6 months later, I was the one who lost her.

*End of Flashback*

I never talk about Casey unless I have to. There's so much emotion towards her. Anger, Sadness, Happiness, Love, Hatred.. but how can you hate someone you're in love with? I don't know if I hate her, or if I hate the fact that she left me, when she made me promise I never would. Pretty ironic if you ask me. I picked the picture up, and put it back where Zoey found it. Hidden, but not too hidden. Just like my feelings.
I closed my eyes and went into a deep, deep sleep. Where my dreams would haunt me more than reality does. And maybe, just maybe, Zoey would be haunting my dreams too.

Authors note:
I'm so sorry this is short but I have my reasons behind it. (hint; next chapter is pretty long) This is just a filler, and it's kind of confusing. Especially, with Ashton and his feelings. But that's how feelings are sometimes, confusing. You'll get it more once the next chapters come along. I'm also writing another story, a Kellin Quinn (singer of sleeping with sirens) story. I'll let you guys know when I'll post that. Next chapter will be up in a few days-1 week tops. My life is crazy because of school being a junior, and marching band. But I'll update as much as I can! Love y'all.