He was there so fast. He helped me back to his apartment. He had to carry me most of the way. All I remembered was him tucking me in and before I fell asleep I heard.
"Why do you do this to yourself?"
When I woke up, Ashton was already awake, or at least he wasn't in bed. I sat up and rubbed my eyes. Smelling bacon.
I felt sick, rushing to the bathroom that was down the hall from his room.
He was by my side, and I felt awkward. I barely knew him.
"Why do you do this to yourself?" He rubbed my back.
"What do you mean?" I stood up.
" why do you go out every night and get shit faced" he stood up too. I gave him a look and made my way back to his room, grabbing my heels.
"It's none of your business" I narrowed my eyes.
"I think it is" he crossed his arms, and I pushed myself past him.
"You don't know anything about me" I walked toward the door.
" oh, but I do. You're the cool kid, with a silver spoon, you got money in the bank but no job. " He pointed out, and he wasn't wrong.
"Oh, ok. What about you then?" I dropped my heels.
" me? I'm a reject. A broken rule. "
