Dyed Hair Rock Show [Michael Clifford]

Park Bail // Part 7

"Ashton, we need to talk."

"Okay.." He said.

"Meet me at the park in 5 minutes." I hung up before he could reject, then I slipped on some shoes and a light sweatshirt.

When I got there, Ashton was walking towards me. We walked together to the bench.

"Hello," Ashton slightly smiled. "Why the park?"

I shrugged, "I like it outside at night at parks, I guess. But that's not important."

He nodded once, "Cool. And why are we here right now anyways?"

"Michael and I are offically, a thing. So that means you can't be all sexual and flirtatious."

Ashton made a slight pouty face. "Why not?"

"Because, I don't want to fall for you. I like Michael, he's a dime. He said you've always been more attractive than him, taking girls and whatnot. But I want to show him that he's better than what he thinks he is," I looked at Ashton, who was looking at the ground. "Okay?"

"Sure, although I'm not going to guarantee that seductive smirks won't happen occasionally," He smiled. Maybe, he could stop, like, everything. Like, now.

I stood, "So we're on the same page?"

Ashton got up as well. "I'd think so."

We hugged. "Thanks, for understanding. Also, make sure not to get in a room alone with me for too long or on purpose. Because that's weird. And friends don't do that."

He laughed a little bit, "Okay, my flirty friend."

"Shut up," I joked.

"Hey, I didn't do anything."

"Whatever. I have to go, I have a test tomorrow. it's 11:20pm," I said.

"Okay, see ya." He waved.

I waved back and got in my car, heading home. I called Michael.

Come on.. pick up.

"Hello," he yawned.

"Crap, did I wake you up?" I asked.

"No, No, it's fine. I was about to go to bed."

"Well.. I'd just like to say I'm sorry."

"For what?" He asked.

"The Ashton thing earlier. I told him that it can't ever happen again. He understands, Michael. He just needed to be told."

Michael yawned again. "I guess he does, because he never took a hint at anything I ever did."

I sighed. "I'm sorry, I know how that feels."

"But you're really attractive, I don't see how not. And your personality is cute, what isn't there to like?" He said.

I smiled. "Thanks, but it's not always that simple."

I thought of my teenage years, chasing down boys that I wanted, thinking I stood a chance. Ha, stupid teenage me.

"For me, it was simple to."

"Well," I yawned. "I'm happy I got you."

"Alright," I imagine he was smiling.

"Well, I'm going to go to bed. Goodnight Rach."

"Goodnight Mike," I said, and we hung up. I got out of my car and went inside, changing into PJs and laying in my bed.

This would be harder than I thought.

*******

I woke up to a banging on my door.