Will I Ever Get My Happy Ending?{On Hold}

~Chapter five~

The awesome cover was made by my friend _amnesia <3 Thanks a bunch once again babe!

--Asher's POV--

Man hot stuff is one feisty chick! Not a single girl has ever turned me down excep hot stuff. The more she runs away from me, the more I want to chase her down. Katherine Monroe is her actual name but I prefer hot stuff because she's hot! What? I'm a growing hormonal guy! Cut me some slack will you?

You can say that she's a complete loner at school with no friends whatsoever, but that won't stop me from chasing her down. No way am I letting her escape from my grasp. Call me heartless or whatever you want to call me, but I only want hot stuff for a wild night...that's it. This is how I do these things. This is how I maintian my reputation as a player. 

I was raised with manners but that doesn't stop me from humping and dumping. I don't do clingy relationships nor do I believe in settling down, well not until I'm thirty or something.

Jason and Trevor were busy groping their chicks sitting on their laps and my eyes were searching everwhere to find a fiesty brunette. That's odd, hot stuff wasn't seen anywhere. Maybe my eye sight is getting weaker by the day.

Is it weird for a guy like me to miss a  nobody like hot stuff? I just have this awkward feeling when she's not around, like I miss annoying her to death. There's something about hot stuff that just pulls me towards her, and I'm not just talking about the looks, there's more things hidden under that beauty...something deep which I will find out one day.

Since we're talking about deep secrets, I have a secret of my own and it just so happens to be that Jason and Trevor don't know anything about it.

The people I'm living with currently are not my real family. There! The cat is out of the bag. My real parents died in a car crash when I was just two years old! I spent nearly half of my life in an orphanage but one fine day, a rich couple caught sight of me and adopted me.

I, Asher Collins, am adopted with no real family. Of course, my current parents treat me as their own child but sometimes I just feel that as if I'm a burden on them. A lot of people call me heartless, mannerless and much worse, but has anybody ever thought what's going on in my life? That maybe I'm not happy with the life I have? Or maybe I don't want to have a filthy rich background? The answer is damn no!

No one can understand the crucial pain I have to go through. Do you honestly think that just because I'm filthy rich with girls falling at my feet, I'm happy? Just because you have two dollars more than another person, doesn't make you God.

I have always wanted a normal relationship with my parents, but sadly I don't. You wanna know why? Well because they hardly converse with me.

I want my mom to ground me, take my phone and car away from me. I want my dad to scold the hell out of me for disrespecting my mom, but no! All they say is 'Don't let it happen next time son' and get the fuck out of my face!

In all honesty, I like peace and less friends but how was I supposed to know that my life will turn over a new leaf?!

Jason and Trevor just admire me for my fame and popularity, not because of who I am. Actually everbody here in Bradford High, admire me for my status. How fucking pathetic? So what if I'm a rich guy? Is it a crime to admire the person for who he is and not for how much money he has?

All things aside, I hate my life. People would kill to be in my shoes and I will gladly hand them over. I'm sick of being called 'Sir' or 'Master'! I hate when my maids clean up my messy room. I hate it when I have to eat whatever is cooked in the damn house! I hate everything! Deep inside I want somebody to actually love me, but guess love is not written in my life.