KIWI | LASHTON

「 one 」

ashton stumbled around his room, tripping now and then over either his girlfriends three-thousand dollar pair of shoes or her five-thousand dollar purses, and all he could think about was how sore his ass was and the thrumming pain continuously coursing through his head. last night he got completely wasted, he couldn't recall a single memory after his fourth shot of straight vodka.

sue him, he's a lightweight who constantly needs his girlfriend by his side to warn him about his drinking limit so it didn't develop into a problem similar to this one. as the curly haired boy stumbled sluggishly around the room just to make it to the bathroom before empty out all the contents of his stomach; he wasn't going to make it.

the one thing he absolutely despised was puking, he generally fell to his knees and cried while the horrid stuff passed his lips and murmured small apologies till it was over. he hated how the smell of the air became poisonous and soul smelling from the content. the sick stench easily made him sick again.

falling onto his bare knees, not carrying at his knees hit against the wooden floor, he grabbed the closest bag near him as he began to drive heave, his throat swelling into a nasty size lump and drying completely. tears fell from the corners of ashton's eyes, rolling down his cheeks and wetting the entire area as he clenched his eyes shut.

his whole body revolted against the sickening idea of throwing up, but his body worked to get the poison out of his body. shaking as his body lurched forward as heaved into the bag, he pleaded quietly not to be sick as tears dripped down his cheeks. for the loves of god ashton was too much of a mess to make it to the bathroom but he didn't want to ruin bryana's bag.

but finally, the gross liquid of ashton stomach was heaved into his girlfriends bag as his whole body lurched forward. he quickly moved around, ignoring the throbbing pain in his head until his back rest against the hard dresser behind him. he pulled his knees to his chest, keeping the foul smelling bag close for emergencies.

ashton stayed put for a little while as he patiently waited for the sickness to pass by. he dried his eyes with the backs of his trembling hands. ashton stood up carefully, making sure he didn't move so fast that he would feel the effects in his head. he carried the bag with him into the kitchen, keeping at good distance before he dropped it into the trash.

ashton quickly pulled the bag out from the trash can and walked over to trash shut, shoving the bag down it quickly before smell made him struggle with another wave of sickness. he shivered at the brisk new york air, he maybe inside of bryana's and his pent house, but their house was still freezing since bryana didn't enjoy having the heat on. she rather dressed up in sweats and walk around in blankets.

but ashton didn't mind, he quiet enjoyed seeing his beautiful girlfriend all bundled up. she always stayed close to ashton in the winter and stole his body heat, which he'd gladly give it all to her. bryana was his world and he orbited around her everyday, willing to do anything for her.

ashton placed a new garbage bag into the trash can. he's glad the trash bags were scented to mask the horrible smell of his vomit. the curly headed boy quickly grabbed a bottle of water and some pain medicine for his headache, returning to his room shortly after. he brushed his teeth and down the medicine with water before getting into the shower.

he didn't take his time like normally, but he scrubbed and scrubbed his body to rid him of an odd musky scent. with the scent invading his nose all he wanted to do was get sick again, but he couldn't go through that horrible feeling again. he only just relieved himself of disgusting feel that spread through his entire body, now he only needed to rid himself of that odd scent.

once ashton finally turned off the shower and dried himself, he wrapped his towel around his waste. he walked awkwardly into his room, grimacing as he shifted his weight from foot to foot as a sharp pricked up his back side. ashton tugged on a pair of sweat pants before climbing back into his bed and fumbling for his remote.