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AN: omg I'm at chapter thirty! This chapter is in Ashton's POV cuz why the hell not

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I shouldn't have said it.

I know that but I did. I was still a little tipsy and it was just in the heat of the moment.

I knew that it was all my fault. I ruined everything, but I just couldn't accept it. Now I did, though. I accepted the fact that I ruined any chance I had with Nikki once and for all.

The boys were ignoring me everywhere except the stage. They had to put on a show for our fans and they did a good hell of a job pretending that we were all buddy buddy.

Much to their demise, we had to leave the day after the dreadful party and resume our tour.

Nikki was left alone in her misery with only Blake and Camryn. Luckily Blake was off of school since they just graduated.

From what I heard in snippets of conversation, she spent most of her time staying over at Nikki's house.

Meanwhile the boys and I were on a plane to Toronto. In the midst of all the nostalgia, I remembered something.

I practically ran down the aisle on the plane to go tell the boys (did I mention they sat as far away as they could from me?)

"Guys!"

"Fuck off,"

Michael said this without looking up from his phone.

"No! You don't understand! This is about Nikki!"

"What about Nikki? Are you going to tell us how you enjoyed seeing her cry and how it was all her fault that YOU cheated on her and YOU made her cry?"

Calum stared at me with such anger, I almost flinched.

"It's her birthday tomorrow, dammit!"

They all shut up.

"Her birthday is tomorrow?"

"Yup,"

"We'll be in Montreal..."

Luke sighed as he said it. They were all silent for a second.

"Guys! I have an idea!"

Michael smiled widely.

"We can't come to her, but maybe she could come to us,"

They all clapped Michael on the back for such a great idea, and then began to plan.

"So what should I do?"

They looked up at me, surprised to see I was still there.

"You don't get to do anything,"

I frowned at Luke.

"Wait, Luke, he does get a job,"

I smiled at Michael.

"Stay out of the way, Ashton. That's your job,"

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