Loves Struggle (Lashton)

Chapter 7

Ashtons POV

Luke came rushing into the class late. Why can't I get over him. He's a douche bag, he calles you names! Nope. Still doesn't make me get over his blonde hair, lanky body, those blue eyes... "Mr. Irwin! Please pay attention or I'll send you down to the principal!" "sorry" I say with the biggest and saddest eyes. He groans and looks away. I sigh and look back forward...

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Lunch time rolls around and I'm left to sit alone. Again. Not a surprise. A nerd like me doesn't have any friends. I hate lunch. I'm surrounded by food. I hate food. I look around seeing smiling faces. I never expected to be the type of person who cuts themselves... whos sad and miserable, depressed... suicidal. I was a happy kid... what happened. Oh thats right... society killed the teenager... its killing me alright... I'm a body without a running heart... you could call me dead. I feel dead. I look up and let out a slight sqeal. Michael Clifford is standing right in front of me with his bright green long hair... that's proper fringe! "Umm... can I sit here... my erm friends are gone and-" I cut him off with a slight nod and very small smile... well this is gonna be wonderful!

Michael's POV

I stand in front of Ashton Irwin... he's a bit weird but... so am I! I'm not really mean... Calum makes me this way... he.. he is one of my only friends. I've known him since elementary school... he used to be nice but... Ashton suddenly looks up and sqeaks at the sight of me.. am I that scary? Wow... I'm sorry... I begin talking nervously... "Umm... can I sit here... my erm friends are gone and-" he cuts me off with a slight nod and a very weary smile... it's very plastic, fake, broken... I say a small "Thanks" and sit down next to him.. he tugs at his jumper nervously and he look down at his hands and bits his lip looking scared. "Ermm... I'm Michael Clifford" I say to hopefully bring some light upon us... he looks up again and replys simply, "I know." I take a detailed look of his face and notice the dark shades under his eyes... I see the bruises and cuts and scratches. I look into his broken eyes... there warn down, he's a broken boy. I'm gonna fix him.

Ashtons POV

(Sorry for moving the POVS so much!)

After lunch I made my way to Music. This is the only place I feel welcome. The teacher there is a very nice old woman named Ms. Linda. She's so sweet amd caring... as soon as I walk in I see Calum, Michael and Luke. What the hell are they doing here?! Luke sees me and smirks, he slowly walk to me, Calum and Michael following behind him... Luke then looks at me and whispers in my ear.. "Go with it. Act scared and when I'm done run out... meet me after school in the back of the school I need to talk to you. Okay?" He made the 'Okay' a little louder and ruffer so the other would hear it. I noded and looked as scared as I could and took off pit of the class and out the school doors in a dash. I walked behind the schools and slid down the wall and tears sprung to my eyes and I stared thinking. 'He wanted to tell you how worthless you are, and fat, ugly, stupid, untalented... how you deserve to die!' I looked up seeing Luke in my face holding my hand and repeatedly asking if I was okay. I slid into his lap and hugged the shit out of him like I never wanted to let go. He wrapped his own arms around my frame and allowed me to cry on his shoulder. After about 20 minutes of crying my tears began to stop and I grew very, very tired... the last thimg I remember was being lifted into a bridal style and brought into, then into an un familiar house and onto an unfamiliar bed and then I was out.