Wanderess || Malsey Pt. I

XI

Lilac Colour Sky 

XI

Ashley

"In ten minutes things could look so differently, like the colour of a sunset and the world after meeting you."

-Unknown

Purple. The stability of blue; the energy of red. It's power; it's magic. Psychologically speaking, it is known to calm the mind and nerves. A colour so meaningful to me, but so meaningless to him. Purple. It was the colour that blinded me as he entered in me.

Though I knew what I was getting myself into. He spoke only words of lust, dripping out of his mouth like honey to me. I knew what giving myself to him meant, and the consequences of it all didn't haunt me one bit. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that somewhere deep inside Michael, he wanted me as much as I wanted him. 

Michael laid on the opposite side of me facing the other direction way from me. He was lightly snoring indicating that he is now sound asleep, and my only chance to leave. Nothing scared me more than facing him after today. Running away from my problem isn't going to solve anything, but staying won't either. I needed some air to process what the hell I had gotten into and what had happened.

Michael wasn't the first person that I had gotten intimate with, but he was the first boy ever. My memories with Sam were always the half drunk her wanting to do nothing but just that. Michael on the other hand, and although high, was sentimental, thoughtful, and slow. I shouldn't be comparing the both, but dear god I was in heaven with him. I adore him and that scares me more than anything.

Sliding on my shirt, I carefully sit up from the bed feeling a little nauseas from the laced sugar cube. I grab my shoes from the floor and begin walking out of the hotel room, slowly shutting the door behind me. All I need is to make it one floor up to my hotel room, avoiding the other three boys. Not that any of them would be looking for me at approximately five in the morning, but it didn't hurt to be safe.

My worst fear suddenly came to life when I noticed Ashton and Luke sitting outside my hotel door with their heads leaning on the wall. Their tired eyes with purple bags underneath and pale skin made me realize they had more than likely stayed up all night. A part of me wanted to walk away and avoid any contact with them, but they were obviously worried and I couldn't leave them out there any longer. I began walking into the hallway, preparing myself for the worst. They must know something happened between Michael and I, where else would I have gone?

Ashton's eyes met with mine, his frown turning upward to a grin. "I was beginning to think something might have happened to you." Luke's head turned toward me, a light smile appearing on his face. "Where did you go?"

"Nowhere in particular, just for a walk," I lied, opening up my hotel room with them following me closely behind. "How long were you both waiting for me?"

"Since you went missing," Luke sighed, "Are you okay? What happened Ashley? Where did you go? We were worried sick about you. Calum went out looking for you and Michael wouldn't answer his-"

"Wait a minute, Michael..." Ashton paused, his grin disappearing from his face. "You were with Michael weren't you?" My heart began racing, feeling a bit of guilt set in. I had led Ashton on without much intention to do so. He's just a great friend, but he saw me as more than that.

On the way to New York, Ashton opened up about his feelings for me. He made it clear that he would give it some time because he knew I wasn't ready for a relationship and just how unstable I was to give things a try. But he didn't know how strong my feelings were for Michael at the time because I was angry at him for being a complete dick. I opened up to Ashton about him, and Ash understood why I would be so angry. It was never my intention to lead him on, but where there is support there is comfort and it was all I needed at the moment.