Imagine you are listening to Beside You before Ashton comes over for dinner. You guys have been dating for about 3 months now, and he just came back from tour, so of course you guys want to see and spend time with each other.
He knocks on your door at 7 pm. You hug him tightly and give him a slight peck on the cheek.
You guys sit down, and you ask him how the tour was. He tells you all these adventurous stories about him and the guys.
He stops eating for a moment.
"What's wrong Ash?"
"Nothing, I kind of had a hookup with a fan. But it doesn't mean anything y/n, I promise."
You run out of the dining room crying. You rush to open your bedroom door.
You end up in your bathroom with 3 razor blades in your hand. You hear Ashton running up the stairs and yelling your name.
You finally hear his footsteps stop. You hear the bedroom door open. You run and shut the bathroom door because you can't look at him at the moment.
He saw you closing the door. He ran up to it and said, "Y/n, please listen. I promise it was nothing. We didn't have sex. It was just like a makeout session. I'm sorry babe. I hope you're okay."
You were from okay. You were laying on your bathroom floor with 3 blades scattered around you and tiny pools of blood surrounding your white dress.
You wrap your wrists up, and edit the bathroom. Ashton grabs you by the hips and kisses you.
He noticed the bandages. He started crying. "Why did you do this to yourself?!"
You stayed quiet.
