Dorms (Krashlyn)

Chapter 10

We won against Gorham University! Ashlyn didn't let any of the balls in and Syd and I both scored goals. We're going to the finals! We're leaving next Friday and we'll be gone all weekend.

Coach: Hey Ali! Just wanted to let you all know that I have already booked our hotel rooms for next weekend and assigned roommates. You and Ashlyn will be roommates for next weekend.

Ali: Okay, thanks coach. Have a good night.

I throw my phone somewhere on my bed. This should be interesting...

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 I'm about to start watching a movie, when  the sound of a guitar blares through the walls. I groan. It's been so long since that has happened. I thought this was over but turns out I was wrong. I know I won't be able to concentrate on the movie if that guitar is being played so loudly. I decide to go to Ashlyn's room to see if she wants to hang out. As I get closer to her room, the music gets louder. I feel bad for Ashlyn, she has it even worse than I do and I can barely stand it from my dorm. I knock on the door. The music suddenly stops playing. That's weird. 

"Who is it?" Ashlyn asks quietly. "It's Ali. Do you wanna hang out?" I hear a sniffle on the other side of the door. "Ashlyn, what's wrong. Open the door." I don't get an answer. "Please open the door." Ashlyn slowly opens the door, looking down at her feet. I see tears running down her face. I quickly enter her dorm room and grab her hand. I bring her towards the couch. I make her sit and then I sit next to her and wrap my arms around her.

She tries to pull away from me but I don't let her. She finally sighs after a few minutes, giving up. She buries her face in my neck and begins to cry again. I rub her back and kiss her head until she finally stops. "What's wrong?" 

"My father"

"What about him?"

"He's just being an asshole. Can you spend the night?"

I can tell that her father is a sensitive subject and that she doesn't want to talk about it. "Yeah sure." She smiles and then gets up and walks towards her bedroom, leaving me alone in the living room. "Where should I sleep?" "In here, obviously" Ashlyn shouts back from her bedroom.  She gives me a pair of sweatpants and an old nike shirt to wear to bed. I get changed in the living room while she changes in her bedroom. 

Once I'm done changing, I go to her room. She's playing a game on her phone since she was waiting for me. I stare at her for a while until she notices i'm at the door. She puts her phone on the desk and smiles at me. I lay on the other side of the bed and she shuts off the light.

 "Will you sing me a song?" She asks me hopefully.

I smile and say yes. She scoots closer to me and holds my hand, waiting for me to begin.

My hands, your hands 

Tied up liked two ships

Drifting, weightless, waves try to break it

I'd do anything to save it

Why is it so hard to save it

My heart, your heart

Sit tight like bookends

Pages between us, written with no end

So many words we're not saying

Don't wanna wait till it's gone

You make me strong

I'm sorry if i say "I need you"

But I don't care

I'm not scared of love

Cuz when i'm not with you i'm weaker

Is that so wrong

Is it so wrong

That you make me strong

Think of how much love that's been wasted

People always trying to escape it

Move on to stop their heart breaking

But there's nothing i'm running from

You make me strong

I'm sorry if I say "I need you"

But i don't care i'm not scared of love

Cuz when i'm not with you i'm weaker

Is that so wrong

Is it so wrong

So baby hold on to my heart

Need you to keep me from falling apart

I'll always hold you cuz you make me strong

I'm sorry if I say "I need you"

But i don't care i'm not scared of love

Cuz when i'm not with you i'm weaker

Is that so wrong

Is it so wrong

I'm sorry if I say "I need you"

But I don't care i'm not scared of love

Cuz when i'm not with you i'm weaker

Is that so wrong

Is it so wrong

That you make me

I'm sorry if I say "I need you"

But i don't care i'm not scared of love

Cuz when i'm not with you i'm weaker

Is that so wrong

Is it so wrong

That you make me strong

She fell asleep right before I finished. She looks peaceful now. I wonder what her father did that made her so upset. I gently brush her hair out of her face and kiss her forehead. Friends do this, right?