But, Shes my Best Friend (Ashton Irwin fan fiction)

Chapter 6

I got comfortable on my bed once I was done with my nightly routine of showering and brushing my teeth and washing my face. The TV was on and I was watching "Buffy The Vampire Slayer" on Netflix.

A couple minutes into the show I decided to check if Ashton was awake.

I leaned forward to take a peek into his room. He was sitting at the edge of his bed, head tilted downwards so that he was staring at the floor. He was wearing his normal pyjamas which consisted of no shirt but only plaid pants. His lips were moving as if he were talking to himself. I wondered if he's been sitting and talking to himself for a while now.

He got up and threw his pillow roughly at the bare wall. He started saying something, but from my point of view and being blocked by windows and all it was hard to tell what was going on.

He rubbed his face and let out a sigh. I watched him intently, but leaned back to the point where I could see him but I think he can't see me.

"Fuck.....I fucking....why.....it's not...hurt...shit" Were a few words that I could make out. He placed both hands on the back of his neck. And looked over towards my window. I let out a small gasp hoping he wouldn't see me.

Fortunately, he didn't. And went back to pacing and murmuring to himself. I wanted to talk to him so I got up and tried to make enough movement in my room for him to notice me.

I shut my door close. Then my closet doors. Then the bathroom door. I opened one of my drawers and stared at it pretending to look for something. Sure enough, I saw Ashton waving frantically trying to catch my attention. I mentally high-fived myself.

I laughed at him and walked over to the window. Pushing up to open it. I had recently put a chair there so I could kneel and talk to Ashton without getting tired of standing. I placed my hands outside and felt the rough texture of the wall under my window.

"What's up?" I asked.

"Not much just playing video games" he lied, "how were things at the hospital?"

"Boring..Brock kept acting like a little kid the whole time and it was annoying" I answered him.

"Wow" was all he could say back. At the hospital, I took Brock over to see my mom. All he would do was play with some of the things in one of the now vacant rooms.

My mom being busy with work couldn't quite chat, so we went over somewhere else to wait until she got a break. Brock couldn't stop fidgeting around and acting like a 5 year old.

"So how'd things with Carol go?" I asked.

"Swell," he replied, I couldn't tell if it were sarcasm or not," she was in the middle of telling a story when I walked in then told me she was doing this for my reputation so the last weeks of school people remember by something"

"So what his your reputation now?" I asked confused by the whole thing.

"The hottest guy in school" he joked.

"Yep that fits you well" I laughed. He laughed. Then we both laughed.

There was a moment of long silence between us. Which involved us staring at each other than looking away.

"So prom?" I said trying to bring up a conversation.

"Are you going?" He asked me.

"Yeah...but with who that is the question" I replied, "how bout you, you going?"

He looked at me for a moment, "not sure yet"

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know who to go with" he shortly explained.