We had a few hours before the house would be torn down so we had to find Michael and Luke so we could fix what Ashton had done. However, Mikey wouldn't respond to either Calum or me.
"Michael this is serious!" Calum groaned in the middle of Michael's yard. Actually, I still wasn't even sure if it was his house. He was never hanging out around here, he was always at Luke's. "We need you to help us with Ashton. ...Michael! ...Mikey, can you stop?"
Calum turned to face away from me and began talking to something there. I assumed it was Michael and he was just making himself invisible to me.
"How do we fix him?" I asked even though Calum was in the middle of a conversation.
"Michael, she already knows." Calum explained.
Michael suddenly faded into my view with a relieved expression, "As long as I don't have to fight with him again."
"Go to Luke and explain the situation," Calum told Michael, "Cooper and I will go to Ashton's and try to sort this."
With that, he led the way back to Ashton's where my car was parked. We began walking to the door when I found myself turning and walking the other way, not knowing why I wanted to.
"No," Calum said, grabbing my shoulder and spinning me back around. He looked to the house. "Ashton, don't do that! We want to help!"
No response.
He walked right up to the door and banged on it with his fist, "Ashton, open up!"
Silence.
I sighed and pushed passed Calum, going up to the door myself. I knocked lighter than Calum did. "Ashton? It's me. Please open the door. I want to talk to you."
Still, nothing.
"I...," I sighed. I didn't want to sound too cheesy in front of Calum but I knew I had to just say how I felt. "Ashton, I miss you. I don't know why you're doing this but I don't want you to. I need you in my life."
The door opened a crack, his green eyes boring into mine. I saw his thoughts for that split second he stared at me. You do?
I heard Calum behind me begin to walk towards the door. Ashton pulled the door open wider to yank me in before shutting and locking the door again. I looked around the small, familiar house. There was no trace of his family but I knew they were around somewhere. I looked to Ashton who was still facing the door, his back to me.
"Ashton?" I asked in a quiet voice. I lightly touched his back. "Ashton, please talk to me."
No response. He didn't even move.
"I'm sorry for whatever happened and whatever Michael said to upset you," I said in an almost pleading tone. "I know our relationship, whatever it is, is and will be complicated because of this power you have, but if it hasn't stopped me yet then it won't ever stop me from being around you. Please, just look at me."
He put his hands in front of him like he was playing with his shirt. When he turned, he had his glasses back on, though. He must've had them in a pocket on the jacket he was wearing. He walked passed me to the living room, not saying a word. I followed swiftly behind him, still trying to get him to talk to me.
"Ashton, this place will be gone in like, an hour," I informed him, although after I said it, I figured that wasn't the smartest thing to tell him. "What I mean is, you can't stay in here. You said this would be the best thing for your family."
He wouldn't look at me or say anything. He just sat on the couch, kicked his feet up on the coffee table, and crossed his arms as he stared at the blank TV screen. I groaned, sitting down on the couch next to Ashton. I scooted next to him, pleading for him to even acknowledge my existence.
"Ashton, please!" I was yelling now. "I'm not losing you, okay? Get out of this house now!"
More ignoring.
"Ashton, talk to me! Look at me! Something!" I cried.
"Why?" he asked in a monotone voice, still not looking at me. Talking, though. That was a step. "What's the point anymore? My family will be gone in an hour and it's best that I'm gone with them."
"I'll tell you the point," I snapped. I was practically sitting on him at this point, "there are four people who care so much about you and want you to stay alive. Calum told me what Michael said but none of that means anything. Ashton, I want -- I need -- you to stick around for me."
His head turned slightly to me, "What are you saying?"
I knew what he was hinting at. I sighed, knowing this would probably take me three steps back. "Ashton, I can't say I'm in love with you-"
"Forget it," he scoffed. "You might as well just leave before the crane gets here."
I gripped at his arm with both of my hands. "I'm not leaving you. If you're staying in here, so am I."
"So you don't love me but you're going to die with me."
"I didn't say I didn't love you. I said I'm not in love with you," I corrected. "And no one said I wasn't willing to see if I was."
"It's a little late for that."
I was desperate. I put my hands on both sides of Ashton's face and made him face me. I pulled his glasses from his face and looked him dead in the eye. He tried to look away but I held him there. I could see how scared and confused he was.
"You're not dying today." I stated.
He stopped trying to pull away from me. "Are you going to stop me?"
"If you're going to stay in here, yes."
His eyes locked on mine. I could see into his thoughts and it was like he was two people. The good Ashton was scared and wanted to get out, but the other Ashton was dark and just wanted to stay here. I'd only gotten to look into his eyes a few times but I'd never seen him like this.
I didn't think, I just pressed my lips firmly to his. He put his hands on me, pulling me closer. Our mouths moved together as we sat in a loud silence. The kiss was only seconds but it was enough to get my heart racing.
We pulled apart, his forehead leaning on mine. He wouldn't lock eyes with me again.
"Please come with me." I begged one last time.
He didn't respond, so I slowly got up, taking his hands in mine and bringing him up with me easily. I walked backwards, leading him back to the door while I kept my eyes on him. I got it unlocked and pulled Ashton out into the bright sun of the afternoon.
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FanfictionAshton had all the answers to every question Bridgette had, but he had to stay silent for her own good. First in the Westfield Drive series COMPLETED ✓ (Trailer cred to: calumsclique) copyright © 2014 kwrites