Memories-Ashton Irwin
"What?" You said flicking through his text messages. Ashton had left his phone on the sofa an he got a text message from a girl and it read
"I had a great time last night. You've got some good moves;)"
Of course you were his girlfriend and found it hard to ignore. You scrolled up and saw all of the other messages they had been sending each other.
"You actually are the best sex I have ever had" you saw he texted her.
A tear pricked your eye but it wasn't of sadness it was of anger. You clenched your fist around his phone and smashed it against the wall.
You stood by the sofa an stared at the smashed phone on the floor. You clenched your fists into balls until the door opened and walked in was your curly haired boyfriend Ashton.
"Hi" he said cheerfully.
"Don't you fcking hi me" you said lowly. He looked at you and then noticed his phone smashed on the floor.
"WHAT DID YOU DO!" He yelled as he ran over to his phone and picked up the pieces. He turned over his phone and you noticed from where you stood the screen was completely smashed and it was smashed in three pieces.
"WHY DID YOU DO IT ASHTON" you said angrily. He stood up and looked at you fear in his eyes.
"I WAS DRUNK" he replied back, raising his voice.
"YOU DONT DRINK ASHTON" you shouted throwing it in his face.
"WHAT MAKES YOU THINK I WOULDNT START DRINKING, AFTER ALL THE CRAP YOU PUT ME THROUGH" he shouted back at the top of his voice.
"What crap have I ever put you through?" You said softly as a tear ran down your cheek.
"A LOT OF CRAP, I SEE YOU TALKING TO GUYS ALL THE TIME BUT I DONT MENTION IT, YOU NAG ME FOR EVERYTHING, HOW I DONT GIVE YOU ENOUGH ATTENTION. YOURE JUST AN ATTENTION WHORE"
You leant against the wall, your mouth open, staring at the floor. You realised everything he said was right. You did always nag him and tell him he wasn't giving you enough attention.
"I've gotta go" you said and you hurried out the door, pulling your ugh boots off the shoe rack on your way out. You closed the floor slowly, not slamming it and put in your ugh boots making your way to the nearest cash machine.
You took £550 pounds out the bank and made your way back to the apartment. He wasn't in because he had locked the door but luckily you knew where the spare door key was.
You grabbed a piece of paper from the paper rack and a pen from the drawer and began to write.
"Ashton,
You won't ever see my face again, I'm sorry for everything I've out you through and I feel so bad for smashing your phone. Here's some money to put towards a new phone and I shouldn't of got mad that you slept with her, it's your life, right?
Thanks for all the happy memories we have had, i won't forget you"
You placed the letter next to the large stash of money and walked over to the bedroom and packed a couple of your favourite clothes, leaving the rest behind.
A tear fell from your eye as you packed up your stuff. You left the apartment, closing the door behind you and made your way to the nearest hotel.
