I have to get out of this bed.
I have to go out there.
I have to talk to people.
I have to get out of this bed.
I swung my legs over the side of my bed and walked towards the door. I looked down at my legs and noticed I didn't wear shorts to bed tonight. It felt like I did...
I put my hair in a high ponytail and finally opened the door. I stalked my way to my kitchen, I could see the side of Roxy's face. I gathered all of my courage in my hand and walked in to the room. But quickly dropped my courage and started walking out before Ashton called me back. I slowly stopped and turned around.
"Are you gonna sit down or..." He asked looking at the ground.
I'm overreacting about this, this isn't a big deal!
"Y-yea," I walked over to the chair next to Ashton.
"Hey Roxx," I looked up at her, she didn't look up until started to stare her down for a few seconds.
"Oh, hey girl! Suzanne stopped by earlier saying she wanted to talk to you but you were asleep so said she'd come back in a couple of hours." She shoved a fork full of cut up pancake pieces in her mouth, looking at me, as if she was reading my mind or something.
"Do you want anything?" She asked me, pushing some pancakes towards me.
"Nah, I'm fine right now. Do we have any milk left, or has no one checked yet?" I said looking at the both of them.
"Go check," Ashton said to me. I still need to tell him I'm not mad at him. I know he'll ask why I seemed mad and I dont know what I say to that... The fridges handle was as cold as the tone I gave Ashton this morning...
"We have a some left. I'll finish it off." I slid the milk jug out of the shelf and almost dropped it. Damn I'm weak. Ashton saved it pretty much, his hand wrapped over mine and the other side of the jug.
"Thanks," I whispered to him, giving him a playful smile.
"No problem," He gave me a peck on the cheek and walked away carrying the milk with him. You know whenever you carry something heavy your muscles become more noticeable? Well I can see Ashton's perfectly fine and they make him look 2x hotter, if I say so myself.
He sat the jug of milk on the counter and hopped on the one across from it.
"Do you think I could borrow some shampoo and conditioner, Roxy?" I asked as poured myself some milk. As I started to put it down, Ashton took a huge sip.
"Uh Nuh, I'm sorry but my hair, My Hair needs everything single bottle of shampoo and conditioner it can get."
"Fine then, I'll just go and get some right now." I tried to finish what I had left of my milk but I couldn't so I gave the rest to my boyfriend.
"Can I go with you?" He asked, hopping off the counter.
"Of course!" I said, walking to my room to get changed.
I went to my drawers and pulled out my muscle shirt that says 'spacey' on it and has a planet on it, with my Vera Moda super slim jeans. It looks like acid wash but that's what Roxy called them so that's what they are. And a jacket that Roxy also got me, a river black contrast jersey denim jacket. Why can't she just say varsity jacket or something? I dont know. But the shoes, the shoes I got myself and they're my sk8 hi top vans in black and white.
"Ready?" Ashton said through my door, knocking on it.
"Yes," I said taking my ponytail out as I walked towards the door. My hair just flowed down my back in its natural curls/waves. I liked it natural sometimes. Not like that... Me and my dirty mind.
"You look pretty today," Ashton said looking at me.
"Thank you," I started blushing a deep pink.
"Lets go then." He said as he started walking towards the door. I caught up to him and grabbed his hand. I squeezed his large hand in mine. My stomach always tingles every time we touch, every time we kiss, every time he looks at me, every time he smiles, every time he sings and every time I think about him.
"What was wrong this morning?" He asked me, stopping to look at me.
"I wasn't mad at you, I'm sorry if I gave you the vibe that I was. I've been thinking about that since it happened." I awkwardly laughed but he didn't.
"Then why did you seem like it?"
I have to tell him. I can't lie to him, then he'll be mad at me for lying. Even if its a little white lie. I wonder if he's lied to me since we've started dating... That thought should be for another day. I'm going to just say it, it's not even that big of a deal.
"I just- I hate when people touch my stomach... Or my thighs... or under my chin... Or my wrists. It's just something I'm, how-you-say insecure about."
"Rachael, I dont know why you would be insecure of yourself. You're beautiful, in every way. Every time you look at me, I think, wow, that beautiful girl is mine and always will be if I don't screw it up. Your personality makes you even more beautiful and even more interesting."
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God damn, Ashton and Rach are adorable together but did it seriously have to take them 5 freaking minutes to walk out the damn door? Me and Hiatts' relationship is like a middle school one, we barely talk and when we do, we don't even act like a couple. I'm just rethinking our relationship and he probably is too. We acted more like a couple when we weren't dating!
"Roxy! It's me Suzanne again!" Suzanne yelled through the door, not even knocking. I never quite liked her, I think she says some shade whenever she's with Rach and always has to look so ignorant. I quickly opened the door, already frustrated by this girl.
"Is Rachael awake?" She asked me, looking lost and shit. She's obviously not lost since she found her way her, I dont know why she would need to look like she was.
"She just went to the store with her boyfriend." I didn't really have time for this girl. I don't care what it's about, I just don't care.
"Her boyfriend Ashton is hella hot, am I right?" She said, walking into the apartment without an invitation to do so.
"Um I dont know, he's okay but he's dating Rachael..."
"Do you think I should say something to him-"
"No! He has a girlfriend, who happens to be you best friend!" I was shocked really.
"So? He's just so hot! How can I handle myself around him without making a move?" She sounded really ignorant and I wanted to slap her at this point.
"Why don't you just not go around them?" I said this like an airhead and that made her kind of annoyed.
"She doesn't even deserve a boy like That. He's so famous and gorgeous and just- oh my god." He eyes pretty much went the back of her head and I felt uncomfortable..
"Excuse me, did you say she doesn't deserve him? Do you even know anything about Rachael? Actually! I don't want you to answer."
"You know I'm right. And she seems like a whore since she's always around so many guys. And she seems kind of, I dont know, ugly." I was done with her talking shit about my best friend. I lunged towards her, making her fall to the ground. I punched her the eye first then her boob, and me being a girl, should know how much pain that caused. Suzanne decided to fight back by scratching my cheek and neck with her demon claws. I just kept pulling her hair, making her head go in the directions I pulled her hair in. She some how flipped every thing; she was now on top of me, she slapped me once and I kneed her in the lower stomach. So then I was ready to slap her before I heard someone's bag drop. I knew who it was, I just didn't want to see her.
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FanfictionRachael Johnson was just one of the boys. Rachael has already given up on the thought of love. She's made up her mind to never love a guy because the outcome will always be her getting hurt. There are many boys that Rachael is friends with, it all d...