Chapter 3

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Kaitlyn POV

Ashton and I finally arrived at his place and he led me inside. He did have a pretty big flat for someone who lived alone. I looked around and offered him a small smile. "Y-You have a really nice place."

He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I really like it. I get lonely at times though." He shrugged and looked like he was gonna say something else but he simply shook his head.

I stood there, holding my bags, feeling pretty tired after all the traveling in one morning. I didn't really sleep the night before either. I just cried a lot and lie awake in bed, thinking too much.

Ashton decided to give me a tour of the house. He had three bathrooms, a very large kitchen for one person, and he had four bedrooms. He finally showed me inside the room I was going to be staying in. It was right next to his bedroom and across from the upstairs bathroom. I thanked him and walked inside. I set my bags on the end of the bed and he looked at me. 

"You know you can trust me, right?," he asked me.

I caught myself blushing, yet again caught off-guard by one of this boy's questions. I looked over at him and locked eyes with him before looking down quick. "Y-You don't even know me."

"But that doesn't mean I don't want to. I mean I'd like to." He took one step closer to me. "I know we just met today but I find myself caring for you, Kaitlyn. And if you want to tell me what happened, I'm here to listen. But if not, that's okay too."

Where was all of this coming from? Why would he care about me?

I nodded. "Thank you, Ashton. It does mean a lot to me." I yawned softly and he looked at me, concerned.

"Do you need to sleep, love? You look exhausted."

I nodded. "Y-Yeah I am. I could use some sleep. If you don't mind, that is.."

He set my bags by the dresser and pulled back the blankets for me. "Get some rest. And everything in here is yours now, okay? So you can fill up the dresser and the closet. We can talk more later, okay?"

I wondered what he wanted to talk about but I nodded anyways, taking my shoes off and sitting in bed. "Thanks for letting me stay, Ashton." I looked over at him as he made his way to the door.

"Don't thank me, love. Just get some rest," he smiled softly before shutting the door. 

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Ashton POV

I walked to my room and sat on my bed while she napped. I had only known the girl for a few hours and I already wanted to know more about her. I wanted to know why she didn't have a home anymore. And she looked so sad, like she was empty.

Why did I feel the need to make her happy?

It was bugging me that I didn't know what was going on in her mind. Why did this girl have no where to go? I was hoping she would stay here for a while. I did like the company. And it was different than having Michael, Luke, and Calum over. It was much quieter. I liked it a lot.

Part of me wanted to lay in the bed with her and just hold her. She looked so sad and I hated that. I didn't like her having to experience any pain. And I wanted to make her forget about whatever or whoever had hurt her...

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Kaitlyn POV

I woke up and checked the clock. I had napped for about 6 hours now. I still didn't know what I was gonna do. I didn't know if I should change my name. I stupidly gave Ashton my real name, not thinking much of it. I had no doubt David was going to come looking for me.

I know he didn't care for me. But, he would want to hurt me for leaving him. I was just terrified I would be putting Ashton in danger. Maybe I did need to tell him the truth. I stood up and walked outside my room, searching for him, and finally found him sitting on the couch downstairs, watching tv. 

"Okay," I spoke when he looked at me. "I'm ready to tell you now."

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