Obese // Ashton Irwin [On Hold]

Meredith

Look at this beautiful ball of fluff

"Are you kidding me?!" Ashton exclaims as we walk into the school during lunch after the appointment. "This is where you've been all morning?" He asks Luke, Calum, and Michael.

We had been laughing about how Luke admitted that it was cute but little kids don't like him.

"Ashton, chill dude."

"What gives you the right that just because I fucked you, you have some claim over my friends?" He spits. My eyes widen at his harsh words. More importantly that he said fuck and not slept.

Michael steps between us. "Calm down, Ash." Ashton smacks Michael's hand from his chest and gets closer to me. "They'll never fuck you like I did-"

"That's enough!" Micheal shoves Ashton away and glares. Taken aback by Michael's actions, Ashton states with an equally surprised look that him and I both share. "Leave her alone, Ash. We were just helping her out-"

"With what?! Her weight?" He smirks at me. "Dude, stop." Luke finally says in a deep voice that I've never heard. I'm surprised, by the most. Luke isn't one to speak up when it comes to protecting someone or defending. Especially me. So Ashton's face pretty much expressed everything.

"See you at practice, Ash. If you bother to show up." Michael grabs my hand and pulls me away. My eyes gloss and pool up with fresh tears.

I dab my under eyes with the pad of my index finger and sigh. "Hey," he lifts me by the chin, the strange action bringing an unknown feeling. "Don't listen to him alright. It's on us. Not you. He pissed at us. Not you." I nod and look away from his beautiful eyes. "I gotta go to class." He nods and I walk away.

I left before any of them could reach me that same day. I ran out of class immediately and instead of walking home, I went on the bus. I never have because I'd rather walk but I wanted to be away from all of them.

Today was supposed to be an amazing day. I saw my baby for the first time. I found out that I actually have a life growing inside of me. One that'll have hands and feet in a few months. A baby that I'll have to push out through...

I shiver at the thought as the bus begins to move.

I'd rather not think about shoving a melon-sized head through my vagina right now. My phone vibrates and I get a message.

Where are you, Mere?
-Cliffoconda

My veins tug at my heart and a warm feeling settles down into the pit of my stomach.

At least tell me you're okay.
-Cliffoconda

I hadn't realized I had gotten emotional till a stray tear falls from my eye, into my phone screen and I sniffle. I wipe my eyes, and type out a message.

Michael