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Everyone in this room (except Ashton) was determined to get the old Ashton back.

To get the Ashton I fell in love with back.

To get Ashton back.

After Blake slapped him, he did sober up. Calum for him some ice so he wouldn't complain the whole time.

Michael nudged me as if saying I should say something first.

I mustered up all the courage in my body. There wasn't a lot to muster up, but you get the point.

"What the fuck happened to you?"

Ashton shrugged.

"You're not the boy I love,"

"You're the boy that hurts me over and over again,"

"Don't you see? That boy is the same person! I broke your heart despite your love for me!"

"Why did you even cheat on me in the first place?"

"I was sick of not being able to see and touch you,"

"So you found someone that you could see and touch,"

"Basically,"

I smiled sadly. In the beginning I had been the pessimistic one about long distance relationships, yet he cracked and I didn't.

"Could you guys leave us for a moment?"

"Ok...yell if he tries anything?"

Calum shot a distrustful look at Ashton. What had Ashton done to the boys as well as me?

"Ok, Cal,"

Once they all left the room I resumed my conversation with Ashton.

"You could've just told me, you know,"

Ashton groaned loudly before falling back onto my bed.

"I didn't want to lose you...I just sort of..."

"Sort of what? Decided you'd cheat behind my back? We could've worked something out!"

"Like what!?"

"I could've visited after I got out of the hospital, you could've visited because it seemed like you were free today! We just could've found some other fucking solution than what you found!"

"LAST TIME I CHECKED YOUR SISTER PAID THE FUCKING HOSPITAL BILLS! HOW COULD YOU AFFORD A FUCKING PLANE TICKET!?"

"That's where I thought maybe you could help, since you obviously wanted me to be with you. That was your reason for cheating on my right!? That I wasn't there and you craved physical contact!"

"Oh, don't blame this all on me,"

"THEN WHO THE HELL DO I BLAME!? I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING! YOU'RE THE ONE THAT CHEATED ON ME, BROKE MY HEART, AND JUST HAD SEX ON MY FUCKING BED!"

"BLAME YOURSELF FOR NOT BEING ENOUGH FOR ME!"

And that's when the tears started to flow.

"Get...out," I said in between sobs.

He got up and left the room without another word.

"TAKE THE DAMN SHEETS TOO!"

I ripped off the sheets and threw them in his face as he came back to grab them.

What he didn't seem to understand was that I did blame myself for not being enough for him...it just hurt that he thought that too.