The Night I Danced

The Guy

Ashley's POV--

I gave the note back to Dylan. He is playing games on me. I can't handle that right now. I grin when the bell rings, finally this is over. I jump up and head off to drama. I walk by Dylan without looking back.

Although I found myself wondering if I looked ok. I had never done this before. I didn't care what people thought of me. I had no reason to. I felt a tap on my shoulder, I whip around to see some guy. I didn't have time to say anything before he crashed his lips on mine. I found this disgusting, he tasted like weed or something. Before I could push him off of me, I felt someone pull me back into an hug. I gasped when it was Dylan, he walked foreword and pushed this guy hard.

"Don't do anything to her. Ever. Keep you fucking, gross ass lips off of her. Unless she wants you to. Now, turn around and walk away before I do some damage."

The guy looked at Dylan as if he were crazy. He slowly backed away. I was going to ask Dylan why he had done that when the bell rang. Shit! I was late for class! For the first time! Ugh. I turned as fast as I could and ran to class. Crap, I'm in trouble. I could a deep breath as I walked into class. Everyone turned to look at me. I felt heat go to my cheeks. As I sigh, I walk foreword when someone trips me. I let out a yell. That really hurt. I turn to hear everyone laughing at me.

20 min later, I end up in the bathroom, crying my eyes out. I don't understand why everyone hates me. It really sucks.

I look up to see a friend of mine Lucy standing there. I stand up and fall into her arms. I think I realized how much my life sucks. It truly does. She whispers things in my ear trying to make me feel better, although nothing does. I wish I was with Dylan, in his arms, with him holding me tight. I ended up ditching the rest of the day, something I've never done before.

Dylan's POV---

I watched her race out of the room. I found myself staring at her wondering how beautiful she could be. She was truly amazing. Too bad she didn't see it. I sighed as I got my stuff together and headed to gym. Just as I got to my locker I saw some stoner grab Ashley and push her into him. Gross. He kissed her hard. I felt jealously go through my body like never before. He better get his ducking lips off of her. That bastard! I ran up and grabed Ashley and held her before I went up to the stoner. I pushed him so hard.

"Don't do anything to her. Ever. Keep your fucking gross ass lips off of her. Unless she wants you to. Now turn and walk away before I do some damage."

The guy looked scared as shit. He stared at me before backing away. The bell rung before I could talk to Ashley. I sighed as she ran off. I was so pissed that he had his lips all over the girl I wanted. Why do I fucking like her so much?!? It's crazy! It broke my heart knowing I couldn't have her. I turned to go to gym.

--45 minutes later--

I had language arts with Ashley next. I was happy knowing I could talk to her and explain some things. I wanted us to hang out or something. I rushed there only to find her spot empty. I found it weird. The bell rang and Mrs. Redding called roll. Still no Ashley. I groaned. Where the hell is she. I needed to find her. The rest of the day was toucher not knowing where Ashley was or if she was okay. It upset me. I was mad, tomorrow I was going to change everything. I made that a promise to myself. I always kept my promises.