Dark (The Past Never Changes)

Chapter 34

Liam grabs the paper from me and I don't waste any time to get my phone out. I dial Ashton's number and hope he's not too mad at me. After the second ring he answers.

"Hello?" He sounds like he doesn't know who it is. He must have been busy.

"Ashton, are you at home?" I ask curiously.

"Yeah, why what's up?" He asks.

"I need to talk to you. I'll be over in five." I say and hang up.

I'm in too much of a hurry, and too scared to wait for anyone. I get up and rush out. Liam grabs my arm and turns me around.

"My car is right over here." He says and I quickly follow him to it , and get in.

I take the note out of Liam's hands and read it over and over again. I don't know who any of those people are, and I felt too uncomfortable to get a good look at them. There was a red head, a brunette, and a blonde, but I'm not sure what the other one had. How could someone know everything? I'm such a closed up person that it doesn't even make sense.

I was too lost in thought to realize that we were pulling up to Ashton's house. As soon as Liam turns the car off,, I get out and run to the front door. I don't knock I just run in and find Ashton on the couch watching tv. He stands up with a puzzled look and I run to him and hug him. I gasp once he wraps his arms around me as tight as possible and picks my feet up off the ground. He must really love doing this.

"What's wrong, babe?" He questions and sets me down carefully, and grabbing my face with his hands. Liam's just awkwardly standing by the door.

"I went to talk to Mark, then went for a walk and bumped into Liam. We went to get coffee together and there was this group of people there. I don't know any if them, or really what any of them look like. Before they left, they handed me this piece of paper." I tell him with a shaky voice and hand him the paper. He reads and his face hardens.

"Do you remember anything about them?" He asks.

"There was a blonde, a brunette, and a red head. But I don't remember the other one." I shrug. He skims over the writing again. "I just don't get it, you know? Like how can someone know absolutely everything about someone who doesn't tell anyone anything, which, I'm sorry for by the way." By now I'm pacing back and forth trying to put it together in my head. Ashton grabs my shoulders to keep me in place.

"Calm down baby. It's going to be alright, okay?" He looks me in the eyes. I nod and sigh. Then I turn around and I completely forgot about Liam.

"Thanks for the coffee, and the ride, Liam." I say softly. He nods a little before waving and leaving. Ashton's hands pull me back into his couch by my waist and I laugh a little.

"So I take it you don't want to be alone tonight?" He asks. I shake my head and nuzzle into his neck.

"I would've called you to come back anyways." I assure him.

"Oh, yeah?" He smirks.

"Yeah, Bree and I got in a fight." I say. He pulls as far away from me as possible and acts hurt.

"You wouldn't have called me otherwise?" He pouts.

"Of course I would have." I wink at him and kiss him on his jawline.

"I told you, you can't do that." He pouts some more.

"Oh, are we a little grumpy today?" I make a pouty face at him.

"No." He looks away. I pull his face back to mine by his chin and lean up to kiss him. He slowly kisses back and I feel too needy so I kiss harder.