I'll never forget the first time I saw you.

Chapter 5

Ashley's POV:

 It has been a month since Johnson and I started dating, I've never been happier, he treats me like a princess and I love going to his shows, photo shoots and interviews. We haven't told his fans yet, mostly because I'm afraid they will hate me, Jack says they will love me but I don't know, we made the decision to tell them tonight since tonight is going to be our special dinner date. Tonight he is taking me to my favorite restaurant in Michigan called Shiro it's a sushi restaurant rumored to be haunted, so I plan on wearing my favorite black short dress with my favorite white wedges and I plan on wearing very little makeup maybe blush and mascara, crap 1 hour until he will be here, gotta shower too.

Johnson's POV:

Ashley and I have been together for almost two months only 10 more days to our 2 month anniversary, tonight is my last night in Michigan and then Me, Jack and Ashley head to L.A. tonight I get to tell my wonderful fans I'm dating the girl of my dreams, they are going to love her as much as I do I'm sure of it.

*At Ashley's house*

I knocked on Ashley's door and waited for about 2 mins and she finally came to the door, she looked absolutely stunning she had her hair in french braids and made no makeup on and you could see her beautiful.

"You look amazing" I blurt out like an idiot

"Not so bad yourself." She says with a smirk

" Your chariot awaits." I step to the side and do a small bow motioning towards the limo

Ashley just smiles and heads towards the limo.

* At Shiro*

Ashley and I get our sushi and some champagne and I am about to tweet that me and Ashley are officially dating!

Ashley's POV:

Johnson just sent a tweet announcing us an official couple and I am both happy and nervous, we finish the rest of our dinner and we go for a walk in this cute little park down the road, it started to get dark and I needed to get home and check my phone and finish packing for the big move, so Johnson called the limo and we headed to my house. During the ride Johnson kept getting notifications but he wouldn't let me read them, when we get to my house he walks me up to the porch and kisses me goodnight. I head up to my room to finish packing and look at my phone, when I pick up my phone I wish to myself I never picked it up all I see is hate, hate, and hate, I open my phone click on twitter and see tweets saying "Ew that fat pig", "You could do better than that", "SLUT", "WHORE", "PIG", "KILL YOURSELF", I throw my phone on the ground and run to my bathroom crying, tears filling my eyes that I can barley see where I'm going, I open the cabinets an grab my razor blades and open my almost healed cuts and watch the blood hit the floor, then I grab the pill bottles and swallow as much as I possibly can, grab my suicide note and go lay on my bed with my letter sobbing until I just stop.

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