Philophobia

Chapter three

The next morning I was awoken yet again to Michael yelling at me to get ready but I already felt as if today was gonna be a bad day. I could feel the knots in my stomach that come with the anxiety of being philophobic. When I was diagnosed with philophobia my therapist suggested different types of medications to combat the anxiety and depression I would feel so now I take medication that just makes me feel numb inside.

"Come on Ash we gotta go" Michael pushed as I pulled my shoes on.

"I need to take my pills" I stated deciding that I would take the medication today. I made my way into the bathroom to take the pills hating the way the chalk like pebbles tasted in my mouth but downed them with water and continued on with my routine brushing my teeth and deciding to throw a beanie on to control my unruly waves.

"Ashton! Hurry the fuck up!" I heard Michael yelling from the living room. I sighed at my reflection before letting myself go to uni.

"If we hurry we can make it there before classes start" I let his words drift from ear to ear as I stared blankly out the window. I felt my phone buzz in my hand and looked down to see a text from Zayn.

Zayn: wanna come over today? i'll pick u up after uni

Me: yeah sure

I locked my phone just as Michael parked the car and proceeded to let my feet carry me out the car slinging my bag over my shoulder watching Michael rush to make his class yelling a brief goodbye over his shoulder. I walked towards the coffee stand on campus since I still had time before I was fashionably late so I ordered a iced black coffee and sipped it as I leisurely walked towards the art building. I casually walked into class ignoring the stares and sighing when noticing some guy was sat in my seat.

"Beat it. Thats my seat" I snapped as the guy just flicked his eyes at me.

"Piss off Ashton. It's just a damn chair" I raised my eyebrows at the guys attempt at being intimidating. I noticed students watching us and professor no where to be seen.

"Just move Calum." Luke said from the seat next to us

"Make me"  Calum tested jerking a brow at me as if challenging me to hit him.

"Alright ching chong just move before I do it for you" I snapped as I placed my coffee on Lukes desk before crossing my arms at Calum.

"Why do you waste your time on this shithead anyway Luke?" Lukes name at the end of his sentence was enough for me to snap so I sighed before grabbing the bottom of the desk flipping Calum out of the seat causing him and his things to go flying.

"What the hell!" was all he said as I put the desk down effortlessly and began to text Zayn telling him to come get me. Just as I finished the text I felt a punch delivered to my face causing my head to snapback from the impact. I narrowed my eyes at Calum before shoving my phone in my pocket and lunging for the boy tackling him to the floor as he threw blind punches at me.

"Get the fuck off me Psycho!"

It was like a light switched in me when I heard the word psycho and I began to beat mercilessly at the boy ignoring the faint voices trying to stop me. I kept bringing my fist down into the his face feeling the cartilage in his nose crush beneath my knuckles. I felt myself being pulled off Calum and elbowed whoever was touching me trying to get them to release their grip on me.

"Ash stop!" Lukes voice hit my ears as I realized he was the one holding me.

"Don't fucking touch me" I seethed shoving Luke away from me and booking it for the door snatching my coffee on my way out. I sped walked across the lawn towards Zayns truck that was parked next to the art building. I threw the door open and climbed in startling Zayn causing him to jump and give me a look of confusion.