Jetlagged - afi

"who let you in here?"

//12// who let you in here?

this chapter is in lowercase bc who wastes time changing their keyboard setting just for one story cause i don't.

i turned away from ashton and focused my eyes onto the doorway. a slight silhouette of a man formed, he looked just under six foot and wore a baggy jacket.

as he walked up closer to me, i gulped and his features began to get clearer and clearer. luke closed the door once he knew that the guy had come inside of our hotel room, and now i could see his face.

my heart was beating so rapidly that i could feel it in my dry throat. i tried to begin speaking but my mouth was flooded with words that could never be repeated again. my breath hitched and scratched my throat for it was becoming less dry from the shock.

i saw him, his dark and mysterious features glowing at me. his auburn coloured hair was tousled right on top of his head with small strands of hair covering his tanned forehead. his green, alluring eyes stared down at me and i couldn't do anything other than breathe frantically. my only interest was knowing how and why he thought it was a good idea to come and see me here.

i cleared my throat, taking almost too long to begin speaking, "who let you in here?" i asked, my eyes widening in shock that he wasn't shouting and yelling at me for the first time. i could see luke, behind him and staring down at his curly hair with the most threatening death glare you could've ever see.

"i came here to see you, i heard you were at this hotel." his scratchy and raspy voice spoke, sending chills on my spine about how calmed down he was.

"you heard? so you stalk me now?" i crossed my arms in front of my chest to try to make my breathing go slower.

"i just wanted to-" but i cut him off of his words, for my brain was just on the verge of exploding.

"perry, you know how much i don't want to see your face, or for you to apologise to me." i tried speaking in a low and hushed tone, but the blood in my veins was beginning to boil {aye}.

"i know you're sorry, but i won't ever forgive you. all you are is one hell of a manipulative guy, and no girl would've ever loved you. they just wanted to be popular. like maddie, and adeline, and charlotte. you never cared for us, you just didn't want to be that guy who lost his recent popularity because he didn't have a girlfriend." i sighed before continuing to talk, "but the thing that ticks me off is that you never did anything lovey-dovey, but the fact that you were making fun of your 'girlfriends' made you seem more cool."

his face dropped. this was it, i was finally saying my feelings out to him. after weeks and months of finding no successful way to vent my emotions, i finally knew that this was the time.

"and chose wisely between how you act towards every girl at school, because a lot of them have lost their self esteem because of you. you were the biggest douche at school, but apparently that made you cooler! is anything going to make sense anymore?" i was practically shouting with tears pleading to come out of my eyes, but i wouldn't let me see him at my weakest point. i wanted him to know how much i loathed him, and not how bad he made me feel.

ashton took hold of my left hand and squeezed it tightly, covering it with his other hands
. his warm touch made me feel much better.

"please, i'm begging you, leave me alone!"

"but i just wanted to see you!"

"but i don't!" my voice filled up the whole room as i felt stronger than i ever have before, "i understand you know you have made mistakes, but just because you've become a better person doesn't mean you can get the privilege to re-live everything and make better choices! perry, you have to move on to something else!"

he scoffed before looking back at me.

"well i guess you've moved on easier, with your boyfriend."

ashton rubbed my knuckles lightly before intertwining our fingers together and i rested my head on his shoulder before sighing.

"all i want is you to know i don't love you. i always wish we were close as strangers so that i wouldn't have to remember your face."

and then he left the room.

i could see luke was going downstairs to probably give him a big lesson about how he shouldn't mess with me again, and a smile formed on my face. ash took my face in his hands and press our lips together before rubbing my spine comfortingly.

as i closed my eyes, tears squeezed out and rolled down my cheeks.

"i hate him so pancake flipping much." i said, and began laughing.

to my surprise, ashton joined me. he placed his thumb on my chin and held it with his other fingers. he placed his other hand on the side of my head and put a strand of hair behind my ears.

"pancake flipping?"

i nodded.

"well, he's the biggest douche i've ever heard of." he giggled.

"i promise i won't waste another day thinking about him." i whispered.

"you shouldn't." he kissed my cheek gently and pulled away after, fixing up his glasses.

"well, now that we've established the fact that he's a d, i'm not gonna." i spoke.

"you're not gonna?"

"i'm not gonna."

a/n

OML IM SORRY FOR THIS EMOTIONAL ROLLERCOASTER and so many sing references but like i listen to 5sos 24/7 bc my spotify playlist is just that and oml airplanes is on woohoo.

so how'd you like that tfios moment? ya know, "you're not gonna?" "i'm not gonna." that's also a rejects reference so 😉😏😉😏😉😉😉

okay goodbye loves sorry this took nearly a week update i just wasn't feeling it but now here you go.

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