Safe Haven - Cashton - (ON HOLD)

2. Blue

{ Ashton's POV }

Moving. I hate everything about it and I hate the word. No matter if it meant a friend of mine moving away or moving on from something, I always hated it. But now, moving has a whole new meaning to it. I, myself is moving, away from friends, the home I'm so used to, moving away from the favorite places that I've called 'my own', moving away from  just everything I've grown accustom to and love. Now with the news telling me that me and my family will be moving to a whole new country, much farther away from here that I originally thought, so the fact that I'm not excited is obvious.

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"Mom, do we really have to move?" I complain for the hundredth time since she broke the news to us. I linger our living room, trying to avoid the task of packing all together.

Mom heavily sighs from her spot on the couch as she's looking at her laptop sat on the low coffee table. "Ashton, stop complaining. Yes I'm sorry we're moving but I'm afraid that we have no other choice."

"But mom, couldn't you have tried looking for a new job here?" I asked. I knew I was pushing it because she was definitely getting agitated. Apparently the reason we're all moving is because that my mom's job isn't paying her enough here and she's been searching for months trying to find a new one after she had been 'forced' to quit hers, so we're just barely getting by with what she's earned at her previous job. I mean I understand why we're moving but I just don't understand why we have to move across the whole damn Earth just to find a new one. Especially with me trying to finish high school but that had to be cut short when she told me that day we're moving.

"Because a company over there offered me a job with the field I'm in. Now would you get out of my hair for a bit and at least help your brother pack? Thanks." Mom explained for the tenth time, not taking her eyes off the screen as she spoke.

She's clearly annoyed with my complaining so I granted her, her wish and went to do as she asked. I turned on my heels without another word and made my way to the stairs towards the bedrooms.

I walked to his room noticing his door already open and stop briefly in the doorway. I look in and watch him mind his own business and slowly make progress in packing his things. After a moment I make my presence known, "Hey kiddo." I walk in over to Harry.

Harry stops what he's doing and glances back at me, "Hi Ashton!" He grins at me and goes back to putting a couple pairs of shirts in his case.

"I'll help you out a bit here if you'd like." I smile back at him. Already heading towards his open dresser drawers and taking out items of clothing I'd assume he would want to take.

"Thank you, Ashy." Harry nods, skipping over to his closet next. I smile at the nickname he used to call me when he was just learning to say everyone's name. It made me happy knowing he still wants to call me that.

The room was then relatively quiet for a good five, ten minutes as the both us worked on getting him ready to go. All quiet except for the occasional exchanging of words from me when I would ask him if he wanted to take a certain item that I would then show him, he'd only reply with a yes, no or an I don't know. Sure the room was quiet but my head wasn't. Ever since that day, my mind has been buzzing about the result of us moving and I've been getting little sleep because of it.  

"Hey Harry." I call to get his attention.

"Yeah?" He looks at me.

"What do you think about us moving?" I ask him. I was curious to what he thought about this new situation for him.

Harry stops for a moment to think about what I asked him, then he smiles. "I like it." He looks up at me, "Do you like it, Ashy?"

"You want the true answer?" Harry nods and waits my answer, "No, not really. What do you like about it Harry? What are you looking forward to?"

"I make new friends." He tells me while looking me in the eyes. "You will too Ashy, so don't be blue." He smiles again at me and continues to finish up the packing.

I couldn't help but take that in because even though this is a change that's new to him, he's taking it as it is. He's finding something good in it and always keeping that in the front of his mind and he's happy about it. Makes me ask myself why I can't do the same. If my little brother can okay with it, why shouldn't I be able to do it too?

Don't be blue Ash, it'll all be okay.

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A.N. Hi! I hope you liked this second chapter! Please let me know what you think of it thus far, I'd love to know your thoughts. I'll try to keep you guys up to date but this is still quite new to me.

Also keep in mind, that in this story that this will be fetusy. So in this Ashton is roughly 17 years old, Michael is 16, Calum & Luke 15. Just thought I'd put that out there. So I'm gonna leave you with the mental image of fringey 5sos, you're welcome :-) See ya!