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It has been a week since I went out with Ashton, or at least even spoke to him. I sit next to my window and stare out of it. When I look down instead of at the stars, I see Ashton. He looks up at my window and we make eye contact, I quickly look up at the sky. When I look back down he is gone. I face away from the window and curl up into a ball.
Why does it have to be this way? What is even going on in his family that is this big of a deal to him? Is he moving? Are his parents not paying for his phone or his little video games? Are his parents mad at him because he's with me? Are his parents fighting? These are questions I should be asking h- there is a knocking at my window. A faint knock, I turn and look and he is there.
I open the window and whisper, "what are you doing? You don't speak to me for a week and then show up at my window?! How did you gets up here?" He holds up a finger, "first may I come in, it is wonderful to see you again too" he says and I nod my head and move out of his way. He comes in and shuts the window and sits next to me. "Okay now can you answer my questions?" I ask him. He nods and looks at me, "okay, okay. Well I wanted to see you first of all. You know I have come up here before, its kind of easy there's a ladder that no one ever puts up. And lastly I didn't speak to you for a week because I thought you were mad at me..." He says. I look at him and I remain like that for a few minutes. "What was this family problem you had last week?" I ask him. He breathes in deeply, "okay... It was nothing big I me-" he says but I cut him off. "Nothing big? You let it bother you so much at that picnic, why did you even take me to a picnic if you knew you were bothered?" I say. He sighs, "yes, I know. I know. I shouldn't have done that but listen to me, my parents were just you know arguing and you know how that can be when that happens..." I look at him, "I uh never mind I'm sorry I didn't mean that, but they were arguing and I... Got involved when I shouldn't have..." He says and I sigh.
I have to forgive him now, I know my mother died, but if she were still alive and her and my father argued I would have isolated my self even more. I look at him and hug him. "...I'm sorry..." I say and he smiles faintly. "I'm fine now, but I should have told you, even if it wasn't that big of a deal" he says. I sigh again and hear footsteps in the hallway. Shit. I think he hears it too because he makes a mad dash to roll under my bed. The door slowly opens and it is just my little brother.. I forgot to say I had a brother didn't I. Sorry. I have a brother. "Why are you talking to yourself Alex?" My little brother says and I shrug. "I'm sorry to bother you, please leave" I say and he rolls his eyes and shuts the door. Ashton look at me from under the bed with a confused look. I laugh, "sorry I forgot to say I had a little brother... Half brother actually " I say and he comes out from under the bed. "Tell me about it" he says and sits next to me again. I go on and tell him how my father got depressed after my mother died and hit up clubs and everywhere to try to feel better and he had gotten a girl pregnant and she left because she didn't want a child(commitment issues... She was a bitch) and now I have a half brother, that is 8 years old.
After talking for hours about our lives we had migrated to my bed to talk. When the night was over we had fallen asleep.