Ashton Irwin - Fight

  

Ashton Irwin - Fight

You awoke shivering,though you were nestled deeply under the covers and sheets of your bed. You looked beside you,noticing the spot that was usually filled by Ashton was still empty. Sighing heavily, you fumbled around the nightstand for your phone. No texts or calls from him. It wasn't like Ashton to do this, so you were extremely hurt that he had just left and have not returned from the party you begged him not to attend last night.

You climbed slowly out of bed and moved like a sloth to the kitchen,where you began fumbling around with the coffee maker,trying to make the coffee like Ashton did. He always added a secret ingredient,and you didn't have any idea what that could be.So,when your coffee was finished,it tasted nothing like how Ashton made it for the two of you.

You walked into the living room of your apartment,grabbed your laptop from the table,and sunk down onto the couch. First, you logged into Twitter to see if he had tweeted anything. A single tweet from him with a link to a picture was at the top of the list.  You clicked on the picture,only to find it was one of him and his friend,Harry Styles -- from the famous boy band One Direction, were sitting with tons of girls,three of which were hanging all over Ashton. A feeling of anger washed over your body. Why were they hanging on YOUR boyfriend and why was he LETTING them?!  You stared at the huge smile on his face as he was looking at one of the girls, whom you thought was so much prettier than you. Now,a wave of sadness and realization washed over you. What if he'd gone home with one of those girls instead of coming back to you? You shut your laptop as tears begun forming in your eyes. Maybe he didn't love you like he said he did. Though you wanted to believe it was a drunken mistake of his,something else told you otherwise.

You pushed yourself off of the couch and walked blindly into your bedroom,feeling the tears falling from your eyes and onto your cheeks. Desperately trying to fight back sobs,you held your hand over your mouth.Throwing open your dresser drawer,you grabbed something to wear and made your way to the bathroom. Maybe a shower would help you calm down. You didn't want to worry about him.As you stripped the clothes off your body,you felt as if your heart was breaking into a million tiny pieces.

*~*~*~*~*

The shower hadn't worked. All you had done in there was cry. You couldn't fight back the sobs anymore. They were spilling to the surface. You loved him,and he went to a party to get drunk and let other girls hang all over him. What a boyfriend,right? When you had dressed,you checked your phone once more. This time,there was a missed call from -- Harry. Once again,your tried to stop crying just long enough for you to call him back. After a few moments,you clicked the call back button and waited in silence until the heavy british accent answered the phone.

"(Y/N)! I was calling to ask if Ashton had come home last night?" Great,Harry didn't even know where he was.
"No,Harry. He didn't come home. I was hoping you knew that exact answer. And I was also wondering,why did you let those girls hang all over my boyfriend like that? I know I sound like I'm an over obsessed girlfriend or something like that,but it really hurts when you awaken to an empty bed and a picture of girls all over Ashton as he's smiling his little heart out." You felt the sobs trying to come back again,but you held back. They weren't going to escape your lips this time. You couldn't sound weak while you were so angry at him.
"Look,(Y/N),I'm sure Ashton didn't mean anything by it. He's probably at one of the other boy's houses passed out on their couch."
"Or,he's at one of their houses." You snapped back into the phone. "Harry,I gotta go."
"Call me if you find him!"

With perfect timing,you heard the front door to your apartment open and the husky,low voice of Ashton's say your name. Surprised,you ran from your bedroom to the living room where Ashton stood,watching you approach him. The smile that was etched across his face faded when he saw that you were angry. He looked like a mess. His hair was going in ever direction,his shirt was crooked,one of his shoes were untied,and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Ashton!? I saw those pictures of you on Twitter.." With those words,a look of regret fell upon Ashton's face. He put his face in his palm and sighed heavily.
"Look,(Y/N),It was nothing. I promise you!" His Australian accent was very heavy as he said those words.
"Explain the lipstick stains all over your cheeks and shirt then,Ashton." You snapped back,touched your finger to his left cheek,where a faded,red lipstick stain was. "You stayed with her,didn't you?"
Ashton looked down at the floor,running his hands through his hair in a stressful manner. "I-"
"You did.." Your words were so low,it was barely a whisper. You looked at him in disbelief as he studied the floor. The sobs came through again and tears were streaming down your face. "I can't believe you!" These words came out with anger. You felt your arms fling away from your body and push him back words. "Why,Ashton?" Your voice faded again. "Why..?"
When he didn't answer and just kept looking at the floor below him,you turned sharply on your heels and into your bedroom. You found your nearest pair of shoes,a sweatshirt,and your bag,and threw it all on.

Ashton was standing in the doorway of the bedroom. "You're leaving?"
"I don't really have a choice.You cheated,I'm leaving." You snapped,you tried to push him out of the way,but he stood his ground.
"I didn't - " You interrupted Ashton by pushing on him hard again.
"Let me OUT!"
You could hear the sadness in his sigh as he moved out of the way and sunk down onto the ground,burying his face in his palms.

Before opening the door,you looked back at him sitting there. His chest was heaving and sobs were escaping his lips.He had one hand in his hair and the other working to remove the lipstick stain on his cheek. He had already removed the shirt,crumpled it,and had thrown it across the room. "If you're going to leave,then don't sit here waiting around. It's hard enough.I'd like to talk about what happened,but it's obvious you don't have the time to listen.." Ashton stood up,looked at you,and walked into the bedroom.

You couldn't leave without asking him what happened. Maybe you'd over reacted. You set your back down by the door,and slipped off your shoes. Tiptoeing to the doorway of the bedroom,you saw Ashton sitting there,his hands covering his mouth as he cried violently. The site made you cry even worse then you were. You walked into the bedroom and slid onto the bed next to him,wrapping your arm around his and taking his hand.
"Do you want to explain what happened?" You asked,looking up at his eyes,red from crying. He sniffled before turning to you and looking you straight in the eye.

"(Y/N),while I was at the party,three girls thought that I was so cool for hanging out with the one and only,Harry Styles. Harry told them I was also in a band and he played a song for them. They liked it, a lot, and asked for a picture with us. Of course, we accepted. The stain on my cheek I got from the girl that I was smiling at. She posed like that for a picture. I really didn't think anything of it,and after having a few more drinks,she asked if I'd like to go home with her. Because I was a drunken mess,I told Harry I was going to be back,and I accepted her offer. When we got to her house,she tried things,and I told her 'no' because I have a girlfriend. She got angry,and kicked me out. My phone had died,so I walked the mile distance to Luke's house,where I stayed the night. When I woke up this morning,I realized that I wasn't at home. So,I had Luke drive me here. I don't know if you'll believe it or not,but that's what happened.I'm terribly sorry for not coming home. I just wasn't thinking straight and I - "

You cut him off by pressing your lips to his,crying lightly into the kiss. Ashton cupped your face in his hands,sobbing as well. When you pulled away,you laid your head on his shoulder,still crying. "I believe you,Ashton. I really do." Really,you didn't have any reason not to. He had always been a good boyfriend to you,so why would he stop now?

"I love you." Ashton whispered as he hugged you tightly.
"I love you too,Ashton."