Ashton's POV:
I've been on tour for 3 months. I miss her. We used to call all the time, Skype every second and be constantly texting each other. But that had changed, I worry that she has found some else. Its 2am, another sleepless night. I stare up at the ceiling, the dark shadows dancing on the walls. I can hear the boys next door. Laughing with some girls, probably getting laid. I didn't want to go out tonight, being away from her has really hit me hard. Everything is an effort and it hurts. I look at my phone, no new messages. I try to resist the urge to call her but I give up, why not?
I dial her number, hear the dial tone change and it rings. Once, twice. A muffled voice comes on the other end.
"Hello?" She sounds like she's been crying.
"Ash?" She says her voice cracking at the end, and I pluck up the courage.
"I miss you so much, I want to be able to hold you and hug you and kiss you. I miss us fighting, our stupid little arguments. I miss clothes shopping with you when we spent 3 hours in one shop. I miss falling asleep with your head on my chest, feeling the weight of your head on my heart. I miss playing songs to you and the way you look at me when I finish. I miss the way you used to make up the words to songs that you barely knew, the way you used to kiss me when I'm sad. I just miss us holding hands when we went out, dancing round the living room to Taylor Swift. Most of all, I miss the way you have to stand on your toes to kiss me. And the way you smile into the kiss like its the only thing that can ever make you happy. I just miss you. And I want to come home." There's silence on the end of the phone and then I hear a sniff.
"Come home, please."
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