beautiful disaster // j.s

ten- i like you

I woke up hung over.

"Ugh, my head." I groaned as Laine came into my room.

"Wake up sleepyhead." She threw a pillow at me and crashed down on the pillow next to me. "You like her, don't you?" She asked.

"Yeah. I do." I groaned once the pain in my hand came back.

"Your hand. What happened?" She asked worried.

The cloth was gone and a slightly bloody hand was left.

"A lot." I whispered, then got up to wash it and put a bandage on it. At least I had my right hand, I smirked.

*

It had been a week since she left, a week since her rose scent disappeared; a week since I've craved her. I spent the last week with Nate and Derek, we got pretty high but a perplexed image of Aspen stayed in my mind. I decided to hang with Zeke and El.

I ran up the two steps that led to a their home. I took the cigarette that I had placed in between my lips and stomped on it before letting the last of the smoke out of my parted pink lips. I licked them solemnly, then rung the bell.

I heard footsteps and stood as still as possible.

The door was yanked open and a fimilar face was bought to the scene.

"Aspen... Hey." I spoke lightly.

"Do you need something?" A man crept behind her.

"No- uhm-yeah is Zeke home- and El?" I rushed.

"No, they aren't home." He was so damn straight forward.

Aspen stood still; she had a black light coat on, like they were going out some where. She also had light baby blue jeans on, they didn't fit quite right though- "Anything else?" The man interrupted my thoughts.

"Uhm no, that's all." I said and turned around.

"And by the way, smoking isn't a healthy habit." He smirked.

"yeah I'll um-work on that." I walked away. I went back home and decided to smoke some more.

Aspen's P.O.V**

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I ran to the car and waited for Abe to drive me to my doctor's appointment. I've had a migraine since last night and I haven't slept since two days. I waited in silence till he showed up.

"Are you ready?" Abe grabbed my hand into his. I shot a weak smile and nodded.

When we arrived, I waited for an hour till a doctor showed up.

"How are you today sweetie?" The doctor looked quite young and handsome indeed.

"I'm fine." I almost whispered.

"Shy ehh?" he chuckled.

"Could we fasten this up a bit?" Abe squeezed in.

The doctor shook his head and performed a checkup. He then prescribed medicine and we grabbed sleeping pills from the drugstore on our way back.

"You wanna get some ice cream?" Abe generously asked.

"I just want to sleep." I laid my head back in frustration.

When we arrived home, I slipped a sleeping pill into my mouth and drank a cup of water and I was out.

*

When I woke, I heard nothing. I looked over at the clock; 3:26 a.m.

I changed into something comfortable, a pair of pj shorts and long sleeved crop top. I put my hair into a messy ponytail and walked to the bathroom. A splash off water to my face woke me. I popped a few breathe mints into my mouth and walked downstairs. I slowly opened the front and walked out; bare feet.

I walked along the sidewalks and stopped to stare at the sky, dark with tiny stars and a full beautiful moon.

"Boo!" A raspy voice startled me, making me gasp.

"John!" I playfully hit him. He was beautiful; he wore no shirt and a pair of sweats. John's eyes were pouty and innocent looking in a deep chocolate color. His hair pulled back into a snap back and his perfect lined plum pink lips and of course a smoke in his hand.

"Aspen. I thought of you a lot." His breathe was shaky.

"Me too." I wish I didn't though because this was all wrong and if my family found out..?

"Really!?" he sounded surprised.

Before I knew it, his lips were on mine and his hands on my waist. I wanted this, I wanted him but I knew I couldn't have anything I wanted. I knew I couldn't have him.

Our lips parted but the feeling at the pit of my stomach begged for more.

"I like you Aspen and I like the thought of us." He kissed my forehead and held my hand. "Do you want to come over?" John asked.

"I can't, I should really go." I sighed and as those words came out, I walked away; leaving him.