*Recap*
You slowly felt your eyes closing when
suddenly you saw the door of the bus
fly open and were greeted by Michael,
who picked you up by your arms and
started walking back to the bus with
you in his arms.When you made it back to the bus, you were expecting the other boys to run up to you and flood you with "y/n, we're so sorry for leaving you" or "y/n we're so glad you're safe", but instead, you got two worried faces, and one pissed off Ashton. "Y/N WHY THE HELL DIDN'T YOU STAY WITH US?! WE COULD'VE LEFT WITHOUT YOU!" As soon as Ashton said that, the boys faces immediately looked between yours and Ashton's faces.
You then felt the anger boiling up inside you, when finally you said "WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU ANGRY WITH ME ASHTON?! I WAS THE ONE LEFT BEHIND FROM YOU AND YOU DIDN'T EVEN BOTHER TURNING BACK FOR ME!" With saying that, you stormed off to the back of the bus and locking the door. When you got in the back room, you sat down on the couch and started to cry. Why doesn't Ashton care about me? Did I do something wrong? What did I do to him? You then realised that there was nothing else to hold you through, you get something that you promised not to do.
You got up and walked over to your bag and got out the razor. When you laid eyes on it, you burst into tears. You rolled up your sleeve and as the razor made contact with your skin, you quietly whispered Ash I'm sorry. With that, you started counting. One, two, three, four, five. 15 cuts later, and there was blood everywhere. You tried your best to clean up most of the bleeding and bandaged up your arm then rolled down your sleeve.
You got back up and as you were going to open the door, you're met face-to-face with the person you don't really want to be looking at at the moment. You open the door wide enough for Ashton to walk through and both of you walked over to the couch and sat down. "y/n, I'm so sorry for what I said to you before, I'm just really tired and I wanted to sleep. When I was lying down, I felt so bad, so I thought about what I would say to you. Y/n, I'm so sorry" By the time he was finished saying this, both you and Ashton were in tears. "Ash, what you said to me really hurt" You said looking down at the floor. "I know.........y/n, what's that on your arm?" Ashton says while looking down at your bandaged arm. Shit he's seen it oh my god he's gonna hate me forever were the first things that came to your mind when Ashton said those words.
Ashton grabbed hold of your arm and slowly took off your bandage to reveal your freshly cut arm. "y/n, why?" When you looked up, the site of Ashton was enough to break your heart. He was sat there, your arm in his hands with tearful eyes, tears every now and then slipping from his eyes. Ashton got up and brought you out to the front of the bus to the cabinet. When he opened it up, you instantly knew what was happening, and you hated it. You saw Ashton reach for the alcohol to help your cuts, and you instantly freak out. You hated when he tries to help you, you didn't want help. When Ashton got the alcohol out, he put it on the bench then went to go get a new bandage for your arm.
Once you saw he was out of sight, you looked around to see if anyone else was in the room. To your surprise, it was just you there. When you looked at the bench, you saw the alcohol out and at the ready, and just like that, you did the one thing that came to your mind first. You walked to the tour bus door, looked behind you one more time, then you ran.
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5SOS Imagines and Preferences
FanfictionImagine and preference book on these four idiots. Credit for cover to @SLOTHTATO