Video Boy // Muke

Chapter 9

This is Michaels hair color in this story until further notice ❤️

Michael POV

Ashton stayed in my room overnight. I asked him what had happened but all he did was mumble incoherent words and sob even more. After he had calmed down he had asked to sleep. I sighed knowing I wasn't going to get anything out of him tonight, so I had tucked the sniffling boy in and said goodnight.

The next morning was incredibly uncomfortable. I had slept on the floor so Ashton could have the bed, which turned out to be a rather perfect idea considering when I woke up the aforementioned was sprawled across the bed leaving no space for another human. Calum had barged in and woke me up when he tried waking Ashton up. I tackled the black haired boy and kept him away from Ash. Luckily, Ashton stayed asleep.

"What the fuck, Michael!" Calum screamed when we got out into the hallway.

"Do you know how I found Ashton last night?" He shook his head.

"He was sobbing, Calum. Said you called him a slut?" Calum sighed and rubbed his face with both hands.

"You don't get it." He whispered and I scoffed.

"Oh right because telling someone they don't deserve love and they're a slut can be forgiven."

"Stop," he crossed his arms "I found his phone and he had left unlocked so o just picked it up and glanced and he was sending nudes to someone." My eyes widened.

"Wait what?" I didn't want to believe it. I mean, I can't say anything against sending nudes considering I had done it before, but Ashton? He just told me bout all the feelings he had for Calum but he's sending nudes to someone who isn't Calum? It just didn't make sense to me

"Yeah. I didn't want to believe it because he's such a reserved person but he did. I confronted him and he told me that he needed a release and t wasn't far because I had Luke and he had no one." He looked at his feet and sniffled.

"Calum you need to apologize." His head shot up.

"I need to apologize? No, he needs to apologize for fucking with me." He stormed away and back into his room. I shook my head and went back in my room. Ashton was say up sniffling and rubbing his tired eyes.

"What's wrong with me Michael?" My heart stopped and pulled the crying boy into my chest.

"There is nothing wrong with you, Ashton. Calum isn't one to judge considering he is sleeping with Luke." He sobbed harder and gripped onto my shirt.

"I just wanted to feel beautiful." And I understood what he meant. Sometimes you feel so insecure that when someone shows you just the slightest amount of attention,  you hold onto it. Even if they want nudes or just sex but they are showing you attention and that's all it want. "Michael?" I hummed to let him know I was listening. "Will you kiss me?" He looked me in the eye with sadness deep in his eyes.

"Ashton, you don't really want me to kiss you." He gripped my shirt harder.

"I do, just please. Nobody wants me. Calum and Luke get to fuck but I can't? I am sick and tired of letting Calum run my life!" His voice became louder and angrier as he spoke.

"Ashton..."

"Whatever Michael." He let go of my shirt and laid back dow. I watched his back move as he cries into the pillow and I caved.