5SOS One-Shots and Preferences

DDM Ashton: You're Being Bullied And He Doesn't Know

*trigger warning. Please be careful while reading. I love you*

"Bitch." She spat at you. Her jock boyfriends flying at your face as his two friends held you by the arms against the brick wall of the school. You spat some blood out of your mouth, tears forming in your eyes. This had been happening for months but you still hadn't told anyone, especially your dad.

Knowing your dad, he's freak and go to the school, and that's what you was trying to prevent.

"You pricks. You're just low life people that have nothing better to do in your spare time." You growled, most likely making the situation much worse.

Y/B/N glared at you, her boyfriend punching you in the stomach, making you bend over. You clutched your stomach groaning, wishing you would have kept your mouth shut, but you knew it'd happen whether you said any thing or not.

"Your dad doesn't love you." She sneered, "you was a charity case and he didn't want to hurt your mum."

That hurt. A tear rolled down your cheek as he hit you once more then letting go of your arms and your back slide down against the wall, Y/B/N taking her hand and slapping you, surely leaving a bruise.

You clutched your face as you got off the ground, making your way to your house, knowing your dad would be asking why you was late getting home and why you was clutching your face.

But you didn't know that the guys was over, and that made it worse.

You opened the door, hearing yelling from the basement.

"Y/N you home?" Your dad asked coming out of the kitchen with some water bottles in his hands. You looked at the ground, your hair falling and covering your face. Your body ached as you walked, but you had no choice unless you wanted your dad finding out.

You grunted a response, slowly walking up the stairs. You covered your face up with some foundation, just incase one of the guys came in your room.

Ashton knew something was up with you, but he didn't know what. So what does he do? He send Luke up, knowing you was close to him. Ashton knew you wouldn't tell him, so he'd send the second best up.

"Y/N?" Luke knocked on the door, his heart slightly breaking when he heard your sobs.

"What?" You sobbed out making him open door.

"Oh honey." He sighed, pulling your crying frame into his chest, "It's getting worse, isn't it?" He whispered. He knew everything, but you made his swear not to tell Ashton until you was ready.

"You need to tell him Y/N." He said sternly, his facial expression showing he was serious, "If you don't, I will."

You sighed, him getting off of your bed and holding his hand out. You grabbed his, him moving his hand to your shoulder as you walked down the the hallway.

You was nervous. You knew your dad would freak out, possibly kill whoever was doing this to his baby girl.

"Dad? We need to talk." You whispered, making him pause the game they was playing, making Calum and Michael groan.

"What is it sweetheart?" He asked, patting the spot next to him, making you shake your head.

You didn't respond but grabbed the makeup wipes out Luke hand that was holding them out. He had grabbed them on your way out.

You wiped the make up off, making your dads face wrench into a sour look.

"Who did this?" He asked, walking over and examining it. You didn't respond, him getting angrier as time went on.

"Who. Fucking. Did. This.?" He whispered harshly.

"Y/B/N boyfriend.." You whispered back.

"Fucking hell! I knew she was trouble," he yelled, not fully registering what you had said, but Calum caught on.

"A-a boy hit you?" He gulped, this time, your dad payed close attention.

His fists was clenched as you handed him a pillow. He threw it at the door, it bouncing off and hitting Michael in the back of the head.

You nodded, looking at the ground. Tears rushed to your eyes. Your dad grabbed you, holding you close.

"You're not going back and I'm going to that school." He grunted.

"Ashton don't. They won't do anything about it," Luke sighed, "It's been happening for months."

"Months Y/N?" Your dad asked, tears starting to form in his hazel eyes.

"Thanks Luke," you said harshly, "I was trying to avoid that."

He raised his hands. Ashton pulled you away, holding you at arms length.

"Months.. And you didn't tell me? I could have done something!" He yelled, making you flinch.

"No you couldn't have." You gulped, "They know where we live and they know when mum works and they know when you're on tour.."

He growled lowly, "I swear, you're online schooling and you will go on tour with us when we go. I'm not letting you get hurt." He whispered, pulling you to his chest.