16. I know your secret

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Paris' POV

I rushed into the school and ran straight to my first class. I was late because of Tristan.

He had hit me a few times this morning for being late so I ended up cutting myself in the shower and then I had to clean up the mess I made.

I had a grey beanie, black scarf, black gloves, blue skinny jeans and a white fluffy coat because it was snowing.

I gave the teacher a note for being late and walked to the back of the classroom.

I sat down and looked at the person under my eyelashes and it was none other than Ashton Jays. Why is he always there?

"Hey" he said with a smile.

I looked back down at my desk and I heard him mumble something under his breath.

"Do you wanna come to my place for dinner tonight? Your um brother can come as well? My mum wanted to invite you  over so she could meet you and so does the rest of my family"

'I can't. Busy' I wrote down.

"Please Paris. My mum and my family really want to meet you"

'How does your family know me?'

"I maybe talk about you a lot at home. But it's nothing bad. It's all good stuff"

'Like what?'

"How beautiful you are. How amazing you are. How much I want you to let me in so I can help with whatever you are going through" he whispered in my ear.

I looked at him with adoration but I quickly masked my face again with nothing. He can't break my walls down, he just can't. If Tristan knew that I was getting close to anyone, he would hurt me and the person I was getting close with.

I didn't want to be anymore hurt than I already was and I definitely didn't want to see Ashton get hurt.

The bell rung for the next class and I quickly scribbled something in my notebook, ripped out the page and put it down on Ashton's desk before running out of the classroom.

Ashton's POV

I started at the retreating figure of Paris and picked up the paper she left for me.

'Please just make this easier for the both of us. Stay away from me. If you don't bad things will happen to the both of us. It's not meant to be a threat I just want what's best for the two of us -Paris x'

No. I was not going to give up. I wanted to help Paris with whatever struggles she is facing. I want to fight her battles with her or better yet I will fight her battles for her.

I ran after her and found her of course, in the music room.

I grabbed her hand and I immediately just felt better and safer. She must have felt it to.

"Paris please just let me in. I want to be here for you. I want to help you with whatever you are going through. I want to be by your side through thick and thin. Please just stop pushing me away"

"I can't Ashton" she said croakily.

I pulled her info a hug and she sobbed into my chest.

"I'm so sorry. I'm just trying to protect you" she sobbed quietly.

"Protect me from what? You can tell me Paris"

"I can't tell you. I'm sorry" she said trying to get out of my grip.

I grabbed onto her skinny arms and she winced.

I slid some of the coat up and she screamed.

"NO!"

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