25 Reasons Why I Love You.

Letter 25 18.

Dear My Princess,

#25- you were patient enough to wait this long. I'm scared.

#5- I'm Calum. Calum Hood. I'm also moving out of Australia... So I guess this is goodbye.

-your never.
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Dear My Prince,

You fucking fuck face of a mother fucker. Fuck you. You think you can fucking string me along and then move out of the country when I finally know who you are? No. Fuck you Calum. Piece of shit.

-shut the fuck up
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*Ashley POV*

Fuck! It was fucking Calum. Calum was the one who actually loved me. But he moves out of Australia after all the shit he put me through? God, fuck my life. I hate him.

I'm walking to lunch currently, Nirvana blasting in my ears. I'm so pissed off right now, I wouldn't be surprised if my face was red. I'm tired and I'm done. I'm just done.

"Ashley.." I feel someone tap my shoulder. It was Luke.

"What?"

"Are you alright?" Luke's eyes soften when he notices my voice cracked a little– I had been crying over the douche bag.

"Does it seem like I'm okay?" I snap harshly.

He raises his hands up in mock-surrender, "I didn't do anything, okay? No need to take your anger out on me, Ash."

"Sorry, Lucas."

He opens up his arms and I walk into them. As the smallest girl in the school, I can say that being hugged by Luke is like hugging a giant teddy bear. He's so comforting and warm. Why couldn't it have been him?

"Why is he leaving me?" I sob.

"Hey, don't cry. It'll all be okay. Just keep your head up, okay? Calum, he's..." he pauses, "he's a little wimpy, I guess. But his family is moving to London, and that's all he's told us, all he's told anyone, actually. We're pretty distraught about it, too."

I pull away from the hug, "Is he still here? In Australia?"

Luke nods.

"Where?" I ask.

"He's still in the school, he's been hiding from you. He's just in the reception office getting all his paperwork transferred to his new school. I don't think he really wants to tal–"

"Bye, Luke! Talk to you after school!" I run towards the reception office.

As soon as I get to the doors, I peer through them, just to check if he's still there. He is. His hair is disheveled and his eyes are red and puffy, I sigh. I push one of the doors open.

"You!" I yell. Calum turns around and looks scared half to death when he sees me.

"You lead me on for, what? Five weeks? And then you leave the country? I did not ask to be heart broken by an anonymous writer that decides to fucking go to London on the day I find out who he is! You're a horrible person! You hear me? Horrible!" He stands there, speechless with wide eyes. The door to the office gets opened again. I turn around and find that it's Luke.

"Ashley, come on. Don't make him sadder than he already is. He doesn't deserve it, he doesn't need–"

"Let me stop you right there, Lucas. He does deserve this. He made me so happy and I didn't even know who he was for 5 weeks, until I finally figured out who he was, and I confirmed my feelings for him– my feelings that I've been confused about for the past 5 months, not weeks. Months." I turn to Calum, pointing at him, "I'm going to hurt you in a way you wouldn't even imagine! You're dead, Calum Hood. You're a dead son of a bitch!" Luke grabs my waist and picks me up. I start kicking my legs, causing a huge seen. "You're a piece of shit, Calum! You're a piece of shit! I never want to see you again! I hate you!"
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