Problem (Ashton Irwin Fanfic) -ON HOLD-

Chapter 22

Gemma sat patiently on her chair outside a meeting room. She could hear slight mumbles from the other side. Ashton and the boys were in there discussing ideas on the tour with their team. As she wasn't allowed in, she browsed twitter with her phone. She'd already received hate messages from angry fans.

She read a few:

"Why do you have to be such a slut, go fuck with someone else but Ash you bitch!" -@/Ashthedrummer23

"Hey this Gemma girl can go kill yourself!" -@/Hipsterbxch

"Lol this fucker was a fan? Pff no one wants her apart of this family" - @/5SOSauce

Her face burned red, fists clenched, eyes widened and glassy. She felt anger and frustration  build up inside her, only if these people knew what she was like; how different she is to what they think.

The more upset she got, the more difficult it was to stop reading. The disgusting comments cause destruction to her soul, she felt empty and broken.

Finally, the pools in her eyes overflowed down her cheeks. She leaped out of her seat, sped off down the corridor and into the toilets.

The security, who was stood near her, looked suspicious and decided to follow her. As it was the ladies toilet he couldn't exactly go in but he sure could hear the soft wimpers which escaped Gemma's mouth.

A few minutes later, the meeting with 5SOS thankfully finished. To Ashton's surprise, Gemma was missing for the chair which he left her in. Eyes shooting around the room, he caught glimpse of his security guard down the corridor.  He ran up to him.

"Hey, have you seen Gemma?"

"The girl? Yeah, she's in there...seems a little upset to me." Replied the 7ft security guard in his deep voice.

The colour in Ashton's face disappeared.

"I was gonna go after her to see if she was okay but as its the ladies...I just couldn't." Sighed the security.

"Thanks anyway..." He paused then ignoring the ladies lavatory sign on the door, Ashton burst in.

Gemma suddenly fell silent behind the door of a toilet.

"Gemma?" His soft voice was so calming.

Gemma didn't reply, just a snuffle.

"Please talk to me. What's wrong? Are you homesick?"

No answer.

"At least come out?" Ashton suggested.
After a minute the lock rattled and the door crepped open.

Gemma stood their black make up all down her cheeks, hair ruffled and her sleeves over her hands.

Ashton culled her jaw in his large hand and kissed her forehead.
"I need to know why your upset or I can't help."

"You can't help whether you know or not." She teared up a little more and ruffled her face into Ashton's chest.

"What do you mean?" He pushed her back, and moved her hair away from her face so he could look into her watery eyes.

"It's just..." She sniffed. "Nothing, honestly... Its just small."

"Tell me!" He rose his voice.

She sobbed a little and whispered.
"Twitter. I have been recently getting hate."

Ashtons eyebrows furrowed and pulled her into him and squeezed tightly. When he loosen his grip, he said "I may not be able to stop it..." He cupped her jaw again "but I can improve it."

She gave a small smile.
"Thanks."

Ashton noticed that Gemma hadn't let go if her arm. Suddenly a though popped into his head. He pushed Gemma away harshly, grabbed her arm and pushes up her sleeve...

"OW! Stop Ashton!" She cried

The security crashes though the doors suddenly.

"Ashton what's going on!?" He yelled

Just as Ashton suspected. Fresh bloody scars criss crossed across her arm all the way up to her elbow.

Tears began to fill his own eyes.

"Why? Why Gemma?" He shook her.

The gigantic security guard stepped on separating the two.

Gemma tried to bolt out of the room but the security grabbed her in time.

"Both of you. Keep it down, the others are out there and the press are just out that window! We don't want any gossip now do we?" The guard placed his hand on Ashton's shoulder and said "listen young man, let's settle this an easier way."
Ashton nodded.

The security turned to Gemma.
"Girl, that ain't gonna solve anything! This is difficult for any girl who comes into one of the boys lives so I'd of come prepared for shit like this."
Gemma wiped a year drop off her cheek.

"Ashtknt, you better look after this girl and I'd say let's not let this—" pointed at Gemma's scars " out of this room!"

Both nodded in agreement.

"Now Let's go to a different place to talk." The security man escorted them quickly to a different room round the corner of the corridor.

"Gemma, please don't ever do this again! It upsets me to see you like this!" Ashton sat next to Gemma with his arm over her shoulder.

"It just helps..." She didn't make eye contact.

"How can it help. All you do is add physical pain to emotional pain!"

"It replaces the emotional pain!" Gemma began to play with her fingers but Ashton put his hand on them to stop her.

"You need to realize that self harm will leave a scar and every time you look at that scar you'll be reminded of why you did it. And when you get remained, you'll become depressed  and the cycle begins again!" Ashton's wise words finally got Gemma to look into his eyes and she leaned inwards. Slowly, their faces became closer and closer... Both their eyes now closed... Their lips joined—

"Alrighty that's now solved!" Interrupted the security guard.

Ashton and Gemma Jumped and broke out of their love trance.

"Better be off then! C'mon you guys." He helped Gemma up and help both of them by the shoulders and moved them though the door.

When they reached the exit, an uproar of screaming fans blasted through the building. Calum and Michael had already left so fans were buzzing with excitement!

Ashotn took Gemma's hand and put his lips to her ear.
"Keep smiling at the cameras because they think you're beautiful." She felt him grin against her ear; she, then, couldn't help but catch one herself.

Soon, the doors opened and the uproar of screams became a boombox of sirens. Hands came flapping in front of them from all directions and cameras bashed into their faces. However, through all the madness, Gemma found the safety of Ashton's warm hand now on her waist.

The car door whipped open and they clambered in. With a slamb the door shut and the noise turned into small distant voices.

"Time to go and check out our tour bus."

"It's probably gonna be smelly thanks to you boys by the end of it!" She sniggered.

"Can't argue with that" he joked.

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