Starry Nights- Ashton Irwin

6

I watched from afar as you searched around the big cafeteria with trembling hands. You were looking for something, or someone.

Many people bumped into you since you were frozen in the middle of a crowded area. Your breathing became heavy and your knees started to tremble, also.

"Get out of the way."

"Why are you here?"

"Move!"

"What the hell?"

"Fucking loser move."

"Dumbass."

Each person who passed made sure to call you some absurd name and some even pushed you.

Another guy was walking backwards when he ran into you, knocking you and your food over. You laid there, food splattered across the floor, with tears attempting to fall as the guy blame you for his wrong doing.

"What the fuck are you doing? Move out of the way idiot, fucking retard. Go home," he kicked your backpack across the cafeteria, making everyone laugh.

I can feel it, the anger getting to me. My back starts to ache and I know it's coming. One by one I feel pin point holes being made when the wings started to make their way out. Within seconds my wings were on full view to the world.

I cracked my back and stretched a bit, letting to spread to the right places. It's been awhile since I've let them out, and it feels so damn good.

I usually keep then away, but when my emotions get high enough, they force themselves out.

And right now, I don't care who sees.

*Third person POV*

*Rewind a bit*

Ashton's white shirt and black cardigan were ripped apart by the razor sharp edges of the thick, dark, wings.

After slowly getting half way out, they blossomed. They fluttered out, shining with glory as they filled feet in diameter.

He smiled an evil grin and stretched his back out. He rolled his neck out, and when he was done his eyes landed on the boy who tripped Rose. They filled with darkness and he let out a loud chuckle.

He let his guard down, and everyone in the cafeteria screamed at his sudden presence. Rose was no longer there, she jumped up an ran to the backpack seconds before. Just barely missing the show.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he screamed, making eye contact with Josh, the terrified boy who made the mistake of embarrassing Rose in front of the whole grade minutes before.

"YOU. COME HERE," before the boy could blink he was in front of Ashton. All Ash had to do was use his 'powers' to pull him forward.

The boy began to cry, thinking of how he was going to die.

"Ohh. Does poor Josh want his mommy?" Ashton pulled Josh up off the floor by his collar, making Josh kick his feet around and struggle.

"Well, oh fucking well! You fucked up boy! I wanna watch you struggle. Go to hell and back, feel that pain you just put here through times 5!" His voice got deeper and raspier as he talked, changing to his dark side.

Ashton can't always control his feelings, or his actions, and he always regrets what happens when he lets his Devilish side take over, but I don't know about it this time.

Ashton threw the boy on the floor, hard enough the crack two ribs. The boy started to crawl away, tears streaming with great speed and pleads to stop going every which way.

"You pathetic little rat!" Ashton sped down to Josh, picking him up and throwing him into the desk a few feet away.

"I want to watch you bleed!" the boy curled into a ball, fearing for his life, and cried harder.

Ashton slowly made his way to Josh, every step making the small boy sob more and more.

"Please," he managed to get out, sending Ashton on a rampage.

"Please? PLEASE? YOU'RE GOING TO BEG ME WITH PLEASE?" Ashton lunged forward, attempting to kill the boy right then and there, but something stopped him.

"Fucking Ashton! What the hell are you doing?" looking up, Ashton met a set of eyes he'd never see again.

"Ha-Harry?"