Chapter 20

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-Ashton's POV-

When I went to wake up Jasmine, the bed was empty. Where would she be? I thought while looking around.

I heard a quiet sob come from beside me. I turned to look and saw a closed door that leads to the bathroom.

At first I thought nothing of it, but then she didn't hold back on her cries

I ran up to the door and tried to open it, but it was locked.

"Jasmine, let me in!" I shouted while banging on the door.

"JASMINE!? OPEN THE DOOR!!!" I continued.

The other boys soon joined, but she wouldn't budge.

Wait! I ran to the beside table and grabbed a bobby pin I saw earlier. I ran back to the door and picked the lock, while the guys were trying to get her to let them in by shouting and banging on the door.

I twisted the knob and the door flew open. Jasmine was sitting on the floor, crying, with a razor pointed at her wrist, but no new marks had been made. As soon as she saw me she dropped it and started crying. I ran over to her and pulled her onto my lap.

"Don't ever do that again." I said while Calum put the razor in the toilet and flushed it down.

"I'm sorry. I just- she's so controlling." She whispered, still crying. I could tell she was holding back, though. She been through so much and she's never had a shoulder to cry on, and now that she's got one, she still doesn't let it all out. It's sad, honestly.

"Shhh. We got you, baby girl. Let it all out. Don't hold back. It's gonna be okay, I promise." I tried to sooth her.

She cried harder and pulled me in tighter, but I didn't object. I hugged her like there was no tomorrow. It's moments like these that make you realize how much someone means to you, and how fast you can lose them.

I started thinking about all of the thing a I love about her, and decided to tell her.

"Jasmine, I love you. I love your smile. I love the way you stick your tongue out a little when you try really hard. I love how if you move your lips a certain way, you get little dimples all over your chin. I love how your nose crinkles when you laugh. I love how your eyes change color a little, based on your mood. I love how you always blush at the smallest things." I glanced down to see her cheeks growing red from my last comment. "Yeah, like that!" I said and she giggled. "I love how you always find jokes funny, even though some of them are cheesy. Honestly, we tell them anyways because we know you'll laugh and we love to hear it. I love how sometimes when we get home, your jumping around in your pajamas and a messy bun, listening to music. I love how your punk rock so I don't have to buy everything in girly colors and designs. I love how aggravated you get when someone automatically assumes you love the color pink because your a girl, when in reality, you despise it, even though it's just a color. I love your voice and how you can play guitar. I love how much your favorite song changes. I love the weirder things, too, like how you never take off your socks, and how you always smell your food a little before you eat it. I love everything about you, and if something were to happen to you, I would never be the same again." I looked down at her to see her smiling through the tears. Her eyes were lit up like a Christmas tree.

"I love you guys so much." She said and hugged me. The other lads wrapped their arms around us, forming a group hug.

"We all love you, Jasmine." Luke said.

"More than you can imagine." Michael added.

"I love you all so much. You make me the happiest person alive." She said.

We slowly pulled away and let Jasmine stand up. "Oh, we still have to go to that recording session. Jasmine, do you want one of us to stay, or will you be okay with the 1D lads?" Calum asked sweetly.

"I'll be okay with them. Just let them get here before you leave." She mumbled the last part, ashamed of not wanting to be alone, but it was really understandable. I don't want her be alone anyways.

"Of course. I don't really want you here by yourself right now anyway." I chuckled.

She smiled a real smile and nodded.

"They're already here." Luke said, looking up from his phone.

I nodded and grabbed Jasmines hand, while walking to the living room.

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