Chapter 7

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(please don't kill me but I want to make Ashton the dad because I think it fits better in the story. If you saw Luke in previous chapters sorry to confuse you but I am changing it. Yes, I did go back and change it to Ashton.)

Rosie's POV

Me and Cole are sat on my bed both silent. I still haven't talk to Ashton and it's been three hours. "Please don't do that again. It worries me." Cole says. "I promise." Is all my can say at this point. 

Just imagine the people who gave you hope took it, crushed it, and threw it away. Even is they say they love me they can't show they mean it. They could be saying it so I don't report them.

I bite my tongue as thoughts flood through my head. I want to talked to them but I don't have the gut to look at them. I hear a knock on my door. "Cole your moms here." The voice says. It was Ashton. I hug Cole then lay down. 

"Hey, I really didn't mean it." Ashton says. "Then why'd you say it." I question. "I-I want us to go back to being happy." He says. "Well, I really don't trust you anymore." I say. "Just know I really do love you and so do the others. Please forgive me. One day atleast." He says quieting the last part, leaving the room. 

I spend most of my day thinking of how much of a fool I am for believing a famous band would want me. "Can I come in?" I hear a voice. "Yeah." I say and the door opens revealing Calum. "Hey." He says. "Hi." I say. We sit in silence.

"Look don't let Ashton bother you. He can have his moments." He says. "Trust me, he would not be feeling the way he is right now if he didn't care about you. He's a wreck. He really didn't mean it." He adds noticing my face of disbelief.  

"We all love you. Especially Michael and I. You made us feel young again and still feel responsible. And this is coming straight from the heart." He says. "I love you, Calum." I say hugging him. "I'm sending Ashton up here, talk to him."

"Hey," Ashton's voices appears. I look from my phone. "Rosie, I am really sorry. I wasn't thinking. I know it will take awhile, but please forgive me. It hurts me to see you hurt. I actually do care about you." He tells me. "Why'd you say it." I say low and hurt. "I-I just got a stressful email about our tour and stuff, and then thinking about how I'm going to keep you happy and it all just happened so fast. I'm sorry."

I honestly know I'll forgive him soon. It just hurts, a lot. Honestly I don't know if he was lying to me or what. Maybe he just doesn't want me reporting him.  My brain yells at me. This is what my brain does, it makes the worst possible scenarios. 

*** 

"Calum, can you take me to Coles?" I ask. "I'll tell Ashton. Go get ready." Calum says. I nod. I go upstairs and brush my teeth. I then head to my closet pulling out a black loose fitting shirt, white jeans ripped at the knees, and black combat boots. Cole told me to dress casual but nice so I'm kinda confused

"Hey." I say as Cole opens the door hugging me. "Are you wondering why I told you what to wear?" He asks. I nod.

 "Well I need a favor. My parents are making me go to a family dinner and wouldn't let me bring a friend," He says earning a confusing look for me. "So I asked if my girlfriend could come," He says once again making me more confused. "So will you pretend to be my girlfriend for a night?" He asks. I nod laughing. 

"Is this the special lady your mom was telling me your bringing?" Cole's grandma asks Cole. He nods looking at me smiling. I shake hands with his grandparents. 

As the waiter brings out our soups and salads, I begin to eat. "Are you crazy? Thats the wrong spoon." I hear as I sip on my soup. "Grandma stop!" Cole demands. I look down to see multiple spoons. "I'm sorry I didn't know." I say setting it down, then getting corrected for not putting it back in order. "I'm so sorry." He says to me. 

"Why do you eat like that." I hear looking up from my spaghetti. I give a confused look. "Oh my god, stop!" I hear Cole and then his mother yelling at him. "Your elbows on the tables, shoveling food into your mouth. No wonder you look like a pig." His grandma tells me. My eyes water. Cole grabs my phone texting Michael to come pick us up. "Mom we are leaving." He tells his mom. He grabs my wrist and pulls me out of this hellhole.

Michael pulls up and notices me crying into Cole's shoulder. He runs out to the car picking me up. Cole explains and apologizes for his family. 

***

"You play guitar?" Cole asks as we lay on my bed. I nod. "Can you play it for me?" I groan, grabbing my guitar. I sing teenage dream. "My heart stops when you look at me." Cole sings along with me. I smile at his off pitch voice. 

He claps. I laugh as I bow, putting the guitar back. "Rosie?" He asks. "Hmm." I hum. "Will you be my girlfriend?"

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