Bring you Back. (A Mashton fanfiction)

Chapter Twelve

Everything was quiet, the room was dark, I looked around, but it was to dark to tell where I was. I couldn't move, my stomach was twisting and turning with every breath I took. I felt like puking. A loud groan escaped my lips. I adjusted my eyes to realize I was still laying on the couch, Calum was gone and all the other boys I guess were too. I didn't wanna sleep. I wanted to do something. I started to stand up when suddenly I fell back down.

"Ow!" I groaned my stomach was killing me. I wanted to call for help but it wasn't that bad. Damn I'm such a lightweight when it comes to drinking.

"A-Ashton?" A small voice asks and I look up at my brother, he had the same look in his face when john.. Well wasn't to nice ro me. I don't like to actually think about this day. But he was sad and just all around terrified.

"Harry I'm sorry that you had to see me like that yester-" suddenly he cut me off, I guess he didn't want to hear my apologies.

"It's whatever Ashton I'm used to it. Are you okay?" He asks and I stand up straight.

"M-my stomach hurts really bad from drinking yesterday" I say quietly and he walks past me into the kitchen. Before coming back in with a bag of pretzels and a small glass of water. He placed it on the small table in front of us and sat down next to me.

"The "bread" of pretzels takes in the alcohol you drank and the water is to over power the other substance in your body. You're lucky you haven't puked all over yourself yet." He says and I looked at him, his black eye was tearing a little bit.

"Harry I'm so so so sorry that I drank. I know we promised each other we'd never do it, but.. I only do it to relax"

"THERE'S OTHER WAYS TO RELAX ASHTON!" He suddenly yells making me jump. I widened my eyes at him and tried to make up the nerve to say something.

"I-i'm really sorry Harry. It was a few time thing. I promise you it's done. A-are you mad at me?" I ask and he let out a sigh, before shaking his head no.

"I can't be mad at you, I understand, I mean, I kind of do" he says before standing up and going over to turn on the light. The brightness blinded me and I turned away.

"So drink up and snack on the pretzels" I nod quietly before bringing the glass of water to my lips, it didn't help after taking a few sips, I felt worse.

"Harry this isn't working. I feel like I'm about to die"

"Just keep drinking the water and eating the pretzels and I bet you will feel better sooner or later".

"How do you know this?" I ask eating a few pretzels.

"Mom drinks a lot and I help her sober up sometimes" he says in a quiet voice. I look down and suddenly my cheeks get wet.

"A-Ashton why are you crying?" he asks in a low voice, some what guilty. Which was questionable.

"Everything seems to be going wrong.. I want it to stop. M-Mikey hates me, Jack wants me back, Luke is in love with me when he has a girlfriend and you can't even live at home without being beat up and I can't do anything about it" I cry, I was done with this. Why am I so depressed in this damn house. I never thought it would be this hard to be happy.

"Ashton just stop, please. I don't want to sound like a mean brother but feeling sorry for yourself won't change anything!" He says and I bite the inside of my lip so hard, I can taste blood in my mouth. Don't flip out on him Ashton.

"I'm allowed to be sad. I'm sorry I thought I could talk to you about this" I say regretting ever even bringing it up to him. I stand up and walk into the kitchen. I acted like my stomach didn't hurt but in reality I felt like I was ready to die. How long can a hangover last?