*Three Days Later/Ashton's P.O.V.* IT'S JULY 7 YOU GUYS (IN THIS STORY...NOT IN REAL LIFE LOL) Just a warning, this might be short.
"Wake up!" someone screamed in my ear and I jolted awake, a little scream falling from my lips. I looked over at Luke. "Happy birthday!" he yelled and pecked my lips.
I sighed and pouted.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't wanna grow up." Luke laughed pulled me closer.
"Well don't think about it much. Now get up and get ready, we're going to be doing a lot for today. Yay, right? Get up, hurry, hurry, hurry!"
I laughed and got up, pulling on my Ramones shirt and some black skinny jeans and vans. I packed on a lot of bracelets and Luke quickly got dressed.
"Wait," I said, grabbing his hand. "Where are the other boys?"
"You'll see. C'mon."
He tangled his fingers with mine and started walking out of the tour bus. I stopped at the door and released his hand. He looked back at me.
"The fans will see," I told him and he raised an eyebrow.
"I thought you wanted them to know..."
"What if they hate me?"
"It's very hard for anyone to hate you, Ash. C'mon, it'll be okay. I promise," he told me, softly pecking my lips.
"O-okay." I grabbed his hand again and he smiled.
"Ready?" I nodded and we walked out.
For breakfast, Luke took me to an amazing restaurant that had some bad ass hash browns. Then, we went to a park and just talked for a bit, before heading to an amusement park, where we spent most of the day. Then, Luke took me to a fancy restaurant for dinner. After that, he took me to a park where we watched stars for a bit.
We went back to the tour bus, and I saw Michael and Calum with....Kirra and Sarah.
"Thought it'd be nice to invite them. You guys seemed like really good friends. Happy birthday, Ash," Michael said and I smiled, hugging Kirra, then Sarah. We ate a lot of food (no surprise there though) and talked. The boys and girls gave me presents and Calum apologized for a few days earlier. I said it was okay and we all just got talked and joked around. After that, I told the guys I was going for a walk alone and walked outside.
After about ten minutes, I walked quietly back into the tour bus. Quiet voices were heard, so I stopped completely so I could hear them.
"It was just like...I'll date him because I sorta feel sorry for him-"
I immediately slammed the door loudly, so they would stop talking. The talking ceased.
It felt like my lungs were going to collapse, and honestly, I wouldn't mind if they did. If my heart stopped beating, I wouldn't give a single fuck.
I didn't cry. I didn't speak. I don't even think I was breathing.
"Ash?" Luke asked and I shook my head. He walked in and looked at me. "Hey, what's wrong?" He tried to hug me, but I stepped away.
Didn't I tell you.
"What's wrong, baby-"
"Don't call me that!" I snapped and he cringed.
"Ash...I don't...I don't get it. What's wrong?"
I sighed.
"I'm going to bed." I pushed passed him and crawled into my bunk. He crawled in after my and pulled my back to his chest.
"Ashton. Tell me what's wrong. Please."
"You said you were only dating me because you felt sorry for me," I said and Luke's grip loosened.
"Ash, I-"
"Don't talk. Please."
"Are you mad?"
"Yes."
"Then why won't you yell at me. Scream at me, hit me, cry, do something."
"Why?"
"Call me anything you want. Fight with me."
"Why? Why would I fight with you when there's just nothing to fight for anymore?"
"Ashton, don't say that. Please, just don't say that."
"Why not? It's true. Why fight for something that has no meaning anymore?"
"Please, don't-"
"Happy fucking birthday to me," I grumbled, and ignored Luke's pleas until I fell asleep.
(A/N: I'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS FOR FUCKING EVER. I'VE ACTUALLY BEEN PLANNING THIS BEFORE I EVEN STARTED THIS FANFIC. WOOH OK. JUST....DON'T HATE ME PLEASE. OK BYE THIS IS SHORT WOW OK)
"You were strong and I was not, my illusion, my mistake. I was careless, I forgot, I did. And now, when all is done and there is nothing to say. You have gone, and so effortlessly, you have won. You can go ahead, tell them. Tell them all I know now, shout it from the rooftops, write it on the skyline: all we had is gone now. Tell them I was happy, and my heart is broken, all my scars are open. Tell them what I hoped would be impossible, impossible, impossible, impossible. Falling out of love is hard, falling for betrayal is worse. Broken trust and broken hearts, I know. I know. Thinking all you need is there, building faith on love and words. Empty promises will wear, I know, I know. And now, when all is done, there is nothing to say, and if you're done with embarrassing me, on your own, you can go ahead, tell them. Tell them all I know now, shout it from the rooftops, write it on the skyline, all we had is gone now. Tell them I was happy, and my heart is broken, all my scars are open, tell them what I hoped would be impossible." -Shontelle, "Impossible"
