Alex's P.O.V.
As soon as I woke up I texted Ashton. I really didn't want to go to school. School sucks. I have to go though. I got dressed and went downstairs. My dad was laying on the couch which means he drank last night. It was normal for him to be drunk now.
There were a bunch of beer bottles on the floor. I knew that I was going to be forced to pick them up. I always am.
I was mostly thinking about Ashton though. He makes me so happy. He's all I can think about. I wonder what he is thinking about...
