Chapter 9

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"Why Ashton?" I question him as Michael continues his trick.

"Because he does them all the time and they are annoying ." He wines . I roll my eyes at him.

"Honestly Ash, no offense but, you should change you name to fun sponge, its suits you." he crinkles his nose up at my choice of words.

"It's odd how when people always say no offense, they mean it offensively ."

"You suck the fun out of everything, that's all ." I lightly part his shoulder and walk away.

"Ugh ,fine , you want to see how fun this is before is suck it all up. Michael do the trick to her. You'll see, he cant even do the damn thing right." He points at me looking even more like a child .

"Then would you like to demonstrate it on her Mr. Grumpy, if you think you can do it much better?" Michael retorts. A giggle escapes my mouth but I'm quick to stifle it with my hands. I don't intend to make Ashton any more upset with me than he already is. He rolls his emerald eyes at Michael." Then i'd suggest you shut up Sponge."

As Michael approches me he starts moving his hands all around my body, making me extremely uncomfortable considering i only met him about three hours ago. The more i think about it the more I feel that this wasn't a good idea to allow him to do this stupid magic stunt on me. As i open my mouth to stop him he taps my head three times even though ive come to realize he has not idea what the hell he's doing. I see his open his palm appear in front of my eyes. I didnt know what to expect besides a failed attempt at a magic trick , but I definetly didn't except what I initially saw. Obviously he didnt either."Oh my God, i actually did it!" He squeals like little girl.

All the reason why I never wear these god awful shorts suddenly rush back to me. "You play guitar?" Michael scrunches his nose after his celebration." You dont strike me as the type.'' He question me completely oblivious to my befuddled state of mind.

I feel my cheeks flush as all eyes are on me and the two plastic guitar picks that havent haunted my mind in so long are displayed for everyone to see in Michael's calloused hand.

"Oh hell no...I mean i dont.. those arent... its isnt...they aren't mine." My brown hair falls into my eyes from my fierce shaking.

A voice comes in to save me from my flustered state and any other further embarrassment ."No she doesnt these are mine." I see a large palm cover Michaels. One i havent seen up close in forever and the savior ends up making me only feel worse. Luke grasps the plastic picks tightly and pats the pockets he places them in. For the first time in ages i make eye contact with him. Not an awkward glance but full on, eyes locked, neither of us daring to move first, which should be just as awkward as a glance, but the intensity is the main emotion i feel coursing through my veins . In that moment you could cut the tension with a knife.

''Well , what the hell is it. Whats the big deal?" I hear Calum question our exchange. Luke finally breaks our locked eyes and looks twards him to answer and i feel a weight drop in my chest and im not sure if its grief or relief. No snap out of it! i have to force myself to think Its relief, ITS RELIEF you dumb bitch RELIEF. The voice inside my head screams to me., pleadingly.

"Its nothing see you at practice in a week boys." He curtly states and resuces me from answering walks out. Calum and Michael look at each other with a glare of confusion then shrug. Soon they all start to gather their gear ,understanding they won't get an explanation or grasp what just happened ,and im still standing here glued to the carpet wondering what happened myself .

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When Calum and Michael state their good byes I head back upstairs. I am about to pass the lounge room to crash on the couch for a well deserved nap, when I feel a hard tug on my shirt bringing my sleeve down and I'm dragged into a dimly lit room . I'm confused and startled so the click of the door closing is barely audible to me.

Seconds later I see burning blue eyes in front of my face , something inside me starts to flip , and I wish I could change the blue eyes to green and Luke to Ashton . I seriously think I might throw up.

I don't even have time to protest when Luke starts speaking ,it's almost like he excepts me to start yelling,screaming, or chanting , which I'm sure isn't very hard to guess . Every nerve in my body is telling me to do so . I am prepared for his rude comments so I put my wall up now and am ready to face the humiliation. "All this time , and you kept them ." he talks slow like he's taking his time to select every word.not the phrase I would suspect.

I shut my eyes then cover them with my clammy hands , maybe if I press hard enough he will just , disappear. I feel a large cold object gently place itself over them . I know all to well who's it is . Months and months of holding them has trained me well.

Luke grasps my hands and brings them down to our sides in a drawn out fashion . I don't figget, I don't pull away , and I don't even try to fight it , I only feel ...numb. "All this time , and you kept them." He says again.

I start to gain consciousness of the situation and I can feel my checks start to burn up. "No you don't have to be embarrassed." He swipes my face as if it will make my deep blush go away, and completely changing the subject.

" I can't believe you remembered the pick, I mean honestly . I think you should know I never meant to embarrass or..or ...hurt you." he pauses and moves us to the couch ." I guess I'm just trying to tell you , I fucked up big time ." he swipes a strand of fallen hair from my eye."if I could go back I would, I just think I have...commitment issues. Whenever I get something that's to good to be true I mess it up. I felt scared of my feelings for you Maggs , I had never, have never, felt so strongly of someone. when I see you I feel as if my knees could collapse any second..."

"No let me stop you there. let's get this straight . You cheated on me , humiliated me, dismissed me as if I was nothing, and then you come to tell me months laterI make you weak in the knees." I state , not even rude , just declaring the facts that have been lain out for me.

"Correct , my feeling for you scared me so I ran instead of embarrassing them , I would give anything so go back. I actually did later that day. I went to go see the damage hat I had done hoping you would still be there , but all I saw was smashed remains and a music tape. I listened to it, oh god , I listened to it so much . they were the songs of us " he inches closers and closer his hands culling my cheeks. my cloudy state of mind is still fogged up. I want to push him away but can't find the strength in me to do it.

Ashton's POV

I still immensely confused by today's odd turn of events Maggs went from avoiding me, to being angry with me, to wanted to cling to me, then looking lost to the world all In the matter of hours.

I should go look for her and make sure she's ok . yes that's a good idea , I pad upstairs . I hope I don't wake her if she's taking a nap , which I suspect she is. the sun is setting by the window which is we favorite time to nap. she told me how the constant shifting light as the heat put on her make for a deep sleep.

I check to game room but to no avail , she isn't curled into a ball with the sun streaing across her clothes . I take the first step down stair then hear a noise in the lounge ." Magdelena stay down stairs!"

The door is opened a creak . With the given scene being played out in fron of me, I would rather it be a burglar. I decide to step down stair and wait. I need to think through my next few moves very carefully.

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