(A/N) Two chapters todayyy!!
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I could feel several of their fans burning holes into me, but I couldn't actually see them, which made me even more nervous. The fact that they can tell you're a problem before they've even met you just proves how appalling you are. I cringed. Instantly regretting doing so. Ashton stopped at looked at me, ignoring the hundreds of people screaming his name.
"What did you say?" I furrowed my eyebrows, what the hell is he talking about. He very seriously stared at me, causing everyone start to whisper about it. I bit the inside of me cheek, feeling very uncomfortable. "Ashton..." He didn't respond, but keep staring at me. "They're watching..."
And like that he snapped into reality, continuing down the path of people. What the hell was that? Another 5 minutes or so we had finally reached the end, making our way onto the bus. Ash's grip on my hand released, leaving me standing there. Michael, Calum, and Luke all watched as Ashton stormed out of sight, slamming the door to the back section of the bus closed.
I looked towards them as they all looked towards me. "Ivy..." Michael stood up and walked towards me. "What's wrong?" I shook my head, signaling that I didn't know. Michael's eyes were soft and kind, they generally were when he was concerned. "Then why are you about to cry?"
I looked past Michael to the door the Ashton had closed. I knew why I was about to cry. The fact the I know one hundred percent that Ashton was angry by something I have done. Luke stood up and left to talk to Ashton, saying something about how he'd figure out what was going on.
I watched Michael start pacing and say something to Calum. Way to ruin everyone's morning, can you do even one thing right? No, I guess not. Luke appeared in the doorway, his bright blue eyes screaming something I couldn't figure out.
I didn't have time to figure it out either. Ashton pushed past him, walking straight towards me. I leaned back slightly when he was just a step away, not sure what he was going to do. "Why do you hate yourself?"
He was dour when he spoke. I didn't like the fact that this conversation was taking place in front of so many people. I tried to focus on Ashton, but the fact that I didn't have an answer that he was going to want to hear made it hard.
"I don't know." He shook his head, looking at me. "Don't play me Ivy, I've answered this question a million times the same way. Don't give me this answer because you think I won't like the real answer an better. No matter what the answer, it kills me to see you this way."
Something about this conversation seemed off, almost as though I was missing something. He grabbed my hands, "Ivy, please tell me so I can help you." His eyes were pleading with me. Calum had stood up by now, all of them nervously standing by.
"I don't know." Ashton shook his head, letting go of my hands and turning around, starting to pace. Luke and Michael stepped back, allowing him his space. He would stop ever so often to look at me, the sternness now hinted with pain.
Finally he spoke walking toward me. "How are you?" I could feel him setting me up to catch a lie, but the lie was a thousand times better then the truth. "I'm fine." He shook his head. "Fine, Ivy? Fine. You are not fine."
He grabbed just above my wrist, the burning sensation tearing up my body. I flinched, but Ashton was so angered that he didn't realize. "Fine," He looked towards the ceiling, trying to control himself, but it obviously wasn't working. "Fine isn't what you are Ivy." He shook me roughly, obviously restraining himself.
"Fine isn't keeping secrets and hiding how you feel. Fine isn't not trusting people. Fine isn't hating your body and hurting yourself." I looked away, my eyes landing on the three boys who were undeniable worried about this situation.
"Ivy, if you were fine, you wouldn't lie to me." He lightly shook me getting my attention. "I'm not lying." He let me go, turning away again. I watched him walk to the opposite side of the bus, leaning his forehead against the wall. He was mumbling gibberish to himself, but I could only assume it was about me.
No one dared to move. We didn't want to do anything to upset him. He finally turned back around, a fire burning in his eyes. He came towards me more upset then he ever had. "Ivy, what happened to you. Who hurt you like this. Who made you hate yourself."
Ashton grabbed my hand when he reached me, "Who made you leave scars like this across your wrist." He ripped the sleeve of my shirt up, cool air hitting the wounds that I've had so gracefully hidden for so long.
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This is honestly the shortest chapter I have ever written, I'm so sorry! I promise I'll make the next one longer. Oh and spoiler alert, if you didn't figure it out yet, there's major drama in the next chapterr. (will be posted later today!)
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