“Hi Ashlin, I’m Dr. Michaels, I’d like to ask you some questions if you don’t mind.” He says. Holy crap, he’s my mother’s dream guy thing.
“Yeah, sure.” I mutter.
“Okay, first off, was this planned?”
“Yes.”
“May I ask why? We need some questions because the treatment center needs to have some background information.” I tell him the story in about 10 minutes.
“Heartbreaking. Okay what is your mother’s name?” That was rude.
“Lisa Damenty. She uses her maiden name.” I always wanted to keep my father’s last name.
“Okay, what’s her phone number we can contact her by?” He asks quickly. Who crapped in his cornflakes? Jesus. As a response I say the number in a cold, harsh tone.
“Great, thank you. I’m going to make a phone call for about two minutes. I’ll be back. Also, don’t let anyone inside, I have information to tell you about your center when your mother arrives.” He says as he walks out the door.
“Great.” I say sarcastically.
I wait about 10 minutes and he’s still not back. I try to look through any windows that are in my visibility. Where the fuck is he? I see him talking to my mother about 3 minutes later. He whispers something into her ear and she blushes and giggles. What the actual fuck? He leans down and gives her a quick peck. They sober up and walk into my room.
“Oh my! Ashlin how could you do this to me? I was worried sick!” My mother says are she runs to my bedside. No she wasn’t.
“You didn’t even know until 10 minutes ago liar.” I sneer.
“Ashlin! Are we still talking to each other like this?” The witch questions me.
“I wish I wasn’t talking to any of you at all. And by the way, why were you guys sucking each other’s faces off out there? Are you guys like friends with benefits or something? I mean come on! In a hospital. Babies are born here not made here! Seriously, get your acts together.” I say while laughing in my head secretly. Their faces turn into a horrified look. I secretly want to high five myself for that one. I keep laughing when I start to laugh out loud. I laugh so hard that I start to hiccup.
“Okay Ashlin, enough. The treatment center you’re going to is in Boston. You will be there from 6 months until you are completely better. You will be going there tomorrow at 9 AM. Your mother is going to be bringing clothes that you have for all of the seasons because you don’t know how long you will be there. Do you have any possible questions?”
“Yeah, can you leave yet? Send Niall, the boys, and Quinn in. I’d rather have them in here right now. Thanks, bye.” I say snarky and with an attitude.
“Bye. I’ll see you tomorrow with your clothes.”
“Bye again.”
They walk out and the whole crew walks in. I’m going to miss them. Quinn is the first one to run over and hug me. I love this girl. After a minute of hugging Niall clears his throat and we stop. He looks at the boys and then looks back at me.
“Boys, this is Ashlin.” I smile softly.
“Hi guys.”
“Hi Ashlin, I’m Zayn. I realized that we had a rough start. Let’s start all over.” He smiles sweetly.
“Yeah we’ll have a great beginning for another 12 hours. I mean it is already 9 at night.” I say sarcastically.
“What are you talking about Ashie?” Niall asks. Okay so no one broke the news to him.
“I’m going to treatment. I’m leaving 9 AM.” I say quietly.
“What? How long will you be in there?”
“At least 6 months. Probably like 5 years. I have pretty fucked up mind.” I say while taking a break every so often.
“I can’t believe this.”
“Niall, you’ll be on tour. You’ll forget about me. I promise. No one remembers me, I’ve learned that a long time ago.” I say completely honest.
NIALL’S POV
“I can’t believe this.” How can she just leave like that? People will miss her. I mean, I know I will. I’m not sure how I will be able to handle it.
“Niall, you’ll be on tour. You’ll forget about me. I promise. No one remembers me, I’ve learned that a long time ago.” I look at her dumbfounded. How can she say something like that about herself? She’s so beautiful no matter what people say. I’ll always keep her in the back of my mind. I might even write a song about her.
“How can you say that about yourself?” Liam asks. I basically forgot the rest of the boys and Quinn were in here. You know, Quinn would look really good with Calum.
“How can I not say that about myself? I mean I just tried to kill myself because of it. I was so done with life.”
“Well, I think you’re are really sweet.” Liam says politely.
“I agree with him.” Zayn mutters.
“I really like your hair. It kind of looks like mine with the curls and everything. What kind of shampoo do you use? My curls are hard to ke-”
“Harry, mate, you’re talking shit. Well I think underneath you be a lot of fun. Not in a sexual way, like you seem like you have a mind like me. Childish like.” Louis cuts off Harry while Ashlin giggles about he said. But every other compliment she flinches. I guess she never gets any.
“You’re also the most amazing best friend that I have ever had. Oh, please never do that again. I had the living shit get scared out of me. I thought you were going to be gone forever.” Quinn says with tears lining her eyes.
“And I think you’re the most beautiful girl I have laid my eyes on.” I say cutting in before anyone can talk. And she truly was. She looks up and her eyes are watery. She’ll be mine one day.
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Edited- December 22nd, 2013
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