Forgotten

chapter 2

So! Another chapter in one update. Great. So now that my dear summer vacations will be starting three days from today, I will be updating daily. Don't worry chaps, you get to read. And now that I got 12 reads in one day, I am more excited to write he story and entertain you. Thank you so much chaps!

And by the way, I'm really sorry for the change in the first chapter. Lee now is Liam and mom has come up as Uncle. Im really sorry. I was not very sure of the parent-brother part so i just published the draft forgetting to edit it when I was done taking the decision. I really am sorry. Not much changes are there, just Liam is taken for Lee and mom is uncle.

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I get changed into some casual outfit. A black crop top and studded shorts. Well that's not too casual, is it? I go to the bathroom to check my hair and the mascara. My phone rings when I have just sit on the stool in front of the mirror. I pick it up to see that it was Megan. "Hey Ash! Look, I'm really sad right now. And angry." She says the last sentence with a sob. What was wrong? "Meg? What happened?" I said getting a bit worried by now. Another sob followed. "Charlie broke up with me! Ashley what should I do?" she said, almost shouting in my ear. Well, I can't believe what she just said.

I digest her words, and another sob follows. "We already knew he was an a**-hole, Megan. And if you remember, I told you he was not good for you." I say trying to comfort her, but I don't. "Really Ashley, you are trying to comfort me?" she says. "Okay, forgive me. Really, who the hell wants to hurt my baby? Forget him Megan, we will get you a good one. And I'm sure he won't hurt you like this a**-hole. Megan, you are coming over to my house today. Okay? we'll get you ice cream and The Batman series." I say soothing her for the first time in my whole conversation with her in the last five minutes. Wow.

"Yeah, I think ice cream and Batman series are the only things I need just now." She says with a sigh. "Okay, then meet me in 10." I say. "Nope. five." She says. "Okay, no problem." She ends the call after saying a 'Bye'.

I check my curls and kiss myself in the mirror. I walk to my bed and my phone rings as soon as I hit the pillow. Bryan. "Hey Bryan! How was your day?" I ask him enthusiastically. "Mine was good, and I can tell that yours was too because you sound so enthusiastic." He says with a short laugh. "Oh. And..... what did you call for?" I ask, smile dropping of my face for a minute. "Just. Shouldn't someone's boyfriend call his girlfriend when he feels lonely and wants her support for some time?" he says. I laugh and say, "Yes, you can. But why did you need support right now, Mr. Popular?" I say laughing sarcastically. "Ashley, I fought today in the evening." he says. "Why? And with whom?" I ask before he can say anything else. "With Tyler. We got in an actual fight." He says. "What?! You got into a fight with Tyler?!" I ask. Well, exclaim. "Yeah. He said that you looked cute and he was going to propose you soon." he says, trying not to sound too angry. "Well......... So you got angry and punched him in the face so that you could help him learn his mistake, didn't you?" I ask him. "Yeah. He punched me back and we got into a fight. But that was out of campus so we didn't catch many eyes." He says casually. "You shouldn't have." I say silently, looking at my toes. "Don't worry. When we calmed down, he asked me what the hell was wrong with me and I told him that you were my girlfriend and his jaw dropped to the floor and he said a silent sorry and fled." He says. "Well...... So everything is.......Okay?" I ask. "Yup. And he said he wouldn't do that mistake again." He says. "Okay Bryan I need to go. Meg is coming over and she will be here any minute." I say. "Okay Ash. Bye" He says and ends the call.

Soon the door bell rings and I run over, knowing it was Meg. "HEY!" I yell after I opened the door. She gives me a small hug and almost makes my shirt wet on my shoulder. "Come in Meg." I say rubbing her back to calm her down a bit. "Would you like soda or coffee?" I ask from the kitchen. "Soda." I hear.