Dark (The Past Never Changes)

Chapter 16

Kaylee's P.O.V.

I'm getting more and more nervous everyday that gets closer to my fight. It's in a week and it will be on tv. I'm kind of scared for people to know. But regardless, I'm excited. I'm very advanced in my division, so I don't think it will be a problem. I can't wait to continue doing more fights after either. It will be a great feeling.

It's now Friday and I've hung out with Ashton here and there, but other than that I've been practicing. I'm in the kitchen fixing a snack when Bree comes in.

"Well hey there little miss busy!" She smiles.

"Hi." I give a small smile back. She gives me a hug and sighs.

"Are you going out with us tonight?" She asks.

"Does someone not want to go out?" I joke, with a shocked expression.

"No I do. It's just I'm tired and I wanted to know if you wanted to go, and my nap is getting shorter and shorter." She half smiles, amusement evident in her eyes.

"Is Ashton going to be there?" I ask.

"I don't know. Why don't you call your boo and ask him yourself." She huffs, then laughs. I shove her playfully before going upstairs and texting Ashton. Before he replies, I fall asleep.

***

"Kaylee! Wake up! He said he'd come now get ready." Bree shakes me roughly. I hit her with a pillow and sigh.

"No, I don't want to." I whine.

"Fine I'll hook him up with someone else." She sticks her tongue out at me.

"Go for it." I shrug.

"I knew you would say that." She laughs and leaves.

I turn over and pull the covers over my head. I sigh and lay there for a while. Soon I hear a knock.

"Are you sure you're not coming?" Bree asks, opening my door.

"Yeah. I need to rest." I say.

"Fine party pooper, stay here. Alone." She smirks.

"I will." I huff and smile back. "Have fun." I say to her.

"You too." She says softly and leaves. I hear her open and close the door, followed by her car, and she's gone completely now.

I sigh and get up to go downstairs. I make myself a sandwich for dinner and watch tv in the livingroom. I got a text from Ashton but decided to ignore it. I get up and put my plate back into the kitchen. I set on a movie and cuddle up in a blanket. Again I fall asleep, to the soft sound of voices in the background.

***

I wake up suddenly to the sound of knocks at my door. I look at my phone and it's 1 in the morning. It can't be Bree because she would go home with Harry or use the key. I get up and make sure I'm at least a little presentable. I walk over and hesitantly crack the door open, seeing Ashton.

"Ashton? What are you doing here?" I ask.

"Well, I came to see you silly." She smirks and leans against the door, but almost falls over so goes back to his first position. I laugh and help him inside.

"You know it's 1 in the morning, right?" I smirk at him and he gets confused.

"What, no way!" He looks around for a clock. I show him the time on my phone. He nods and almost falls over again.

"Okay, drunkie. Let's sit you down." I help him to the couch and basically sit him down. "Don't move, I'll be right back." I say and point at him.

I walk into the kitchen and grab him a bottle of water and some pain meds that will help his head ache before it starts. I come back out and he's doing something on his phone. I ignore it and hand him the water, opening it for him and putting the pills in his mouth so I know he takes them.

"What are you, a nurse?" He laughs.

"Only for drunk people." I say. He nods and looks down. "Where's Bree?" I ask.

"Who?" He looks at me confused.

"My roommate?" I remind him.

"Oh that's her name?" He asks. I nod. "Well when we met you guys, I was only focused on you." He admits and smiles. I blush and look down.

"Finish your water and lay down." I demand him. He nods and chucks down the water. He hands me the empty bottle and I roll my eyes and go into the kitchen. I throw it away and take a deep breath before walking back into the living room. He has his shirt off and opens his arms.

"Lay with me." He demands.

"No." I look at him sternly.

"I'll make you." He smirks. I shrug and he gets up. He runs towards me and I book it to the stairs, but before I could get there, two large hands wrap around my torso and lift me over his shoulder. I laugh.

"Let me down!" I yell.

"Okay." He lays down on the couch, gripping me closer to him as he 'lets me down'.

"Let me go!" I whine.

"No." He says sleepily and pulls me closer into his chest. I sigh and turn to face him.

His eyes are closed and I take this time to examine his face. He has medium sized pink lips. and his hair is slightly pushed back. He has a lip, nose, and eyebrow piercing. Some people would say that nose piercings are for females, but I think it looks sexy on him. His eyes flutter open and look straight into mine. They are a bright green and surprisingly his eyes aren't bloodshot, which they should be because he was plastered when he got here. He smirks and even his smirk makes my stomach flip and I can't help but smile back at him.

"You aren't used to this are you?" He questions.

"Not at all." I shake my head and look down.

"Shh. Go to sleep, beautiful." He kisses my forehead and I nuzzle my face into his chest.

After about 10 minutes, I feel his breathing steady and his heart beat slow down a little. His hand loses grip slightly, but still is strong. When I know that he completely asleep, I remove myself from his hold and take a minute to admire him. He has a nice set of abs, and tattoos on his arms, a couple on his chest. He sleeps his mouth slightly open and its the most adorable thing ever. I don't know why, but I feel pretty comfortable around him. He brings out a side in me that not even I knew about. I still don't wanna be too open with him because I want to be able to trust him first, but let me tell you, he's doing a pretty damn good job right now.

I don't wanna tell Bree unless I'm sure I like him. This feeling is still new to me so I don't want to let it out and then have something terrible happen. I wonder what it's like to be in love. How it feels to have someone be your everything and be someone else's everything. I wonder what types of things you'd be urged to do to make sure he/she is safe and alive. To fight, but have one say sorry two seconds later cause you don't wanna sleep alone for one night. I don't know why I'm even thinking about this, though. I have a fight to prepare for, and I won't let anything get in the way.