Chapter Ninety

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Chapter Ninety


*Ashton's P.O.V*


"Okay everyone! So I know that we're meant to be playing the last song now but I have something I really have to do," I yell into the microphone before taking it off the stand and jumping off my platform and onto the stage, "A few weeks ago I made a huge mistake and I really screwed up. Now I'm ready to make up for it. For the past couple of days I've been working on something new and I want to share it with you, but first, I need someone to join me here on the stage."

My heart is beating in my chest faster than I could ever imagine. I'm so nervous and I feel like throwing up. My palms are sweaty, I feel like I could collapse at any moment and my throat is dry. I don't know how I thought I could do this so easily. Telling Milly how I feel is going to be ten million times harder than I originally thought.

But I have to do it or everything will be ruined.

"Milly, would you come out here on the stage with us please?" I ask into the mic before looking over to the side of the stage, only to find her missing, "Milly? Where are you love?"

Oh God. This is not happening. I'm going to make a fool of myself. All of the fans are going to film this and put it on the internet, calling it 'Rejected Fool'. Oh my God, this can not be happening. And that's when I spot Paul standing there, motioning for me to come over there and talk to him. Maybe he knows where she is. Oh thank God.

"Hold on guys," I say before walking over to him, my hands sweating even more, "Where is she Paul?"

"She's gone," he says, getting straight to the point.

"What do you mean 'she's gone'?" I ask, my voice panicking.

"I mean that she said she's going home. She's probably on her way to the hotel to get her things then on her way to the airport," he says, his face solemn. 

But my brain cannot even comprehend it all. She's going home. She's going home before I can even tell her how I feel, "No, no, no. She can't be."

Paul just shakes his head slowly, "I'm sorry Ashton."

And then I feel the microphone slip from my fingertips, landing with a thud on the ground before a ringing sound makes it's way through the arena. I can't believe this. She can't be gone. If she goes home and goes back to being all on her own she might...oh no. She can't be left alone. Not after what's happened the past two times.

"I'm going to get her," I exclaim, before heading fully offstage.

"You can't. You're in the middle of a concert Ashton!" Paul yells as he runs after me.

I quickly spin around to face him, causing him to come to a halt, "I have to. I love her and the last two times she was alone, bad things happened. I can't leave her on her own anymore Paul."

And with that, I take off running down the hall to the dressing room before grabbing my phone, keys and wallet and leaving  for the airport. 

I'm coming Milly.


*Milly's P.O.V*


Once I get to the airport, I jump in the line to check my luggage in. Honestly, sitting in that car as I drove away from the arena was one of the hardest things to do. Just thinking about never seeing those boys again makes me want to cry. But I held the tears back. No more tears. Not anymore. I need to be strong if I want to last these couple of hours on the plane. If I start crying now, I don't think I'll be able to stop.

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