Crazy Beautiful (A Trevor Moran FanFic)

Two

*Ashton's POV*

We ended up watching, 'Grown Ups' and 'Grown Ups 2'.

We laughed at some scenes, and cried at some scenes. Even though there wasn't any really sad scenes at all. I guess we're all just a bunch of emotional messes!

"Hey, Um, I'm uh, going upstairs," I said randomly.

"Kay!" All the boys said in unison, except for Trevor. He just eyes me.

I sigh, as I come across a picture of my family. When we were together. I remember when that picture was taken. It was my second birthday and my mom thought is was a good idea to take me to the park. Jc was teaching me how to get "dirty" in the mud, which my mom didn't like. "Young ladies do not get dirty!" I remember her saying. When that didn't work, my dad tried to pry us away from the mud, but we ended up pulling him in with us. Of course mom thought this was the funniest thing and snapped the picture.

A few tears slipped down from my eyes as I clutched the picture in my hand. Before I knew it, I broke down into sobs. I heard muffled voices from outside the door, and then a clear voice say, "I think you should go in there." After that, there was an "Okay." And then the door opened. Trevor stood there with a puzzled look on his face and then noticed the picture in my hands. He nodded, walking towards me, and sat down beside me.

"Do you miss them?" He asked.

"More than anything." I wiped off the tears from my cheeks.

"I would too." He said.

"It's just not fair. I see all of these teenagers by with their families everywhere I go. They always look so happy. And then it makes me wonder, why can't I have a family? Why did I have to lose my family?" I leaned my head against his shoulder.

"Hey, you do have a family. Jc, Kian, Connor, Sam, Ricky, Andrea, Jenn, me."

"I guess. I hope I don't lose you guys like how I lost my mom and dad. That's my biggest fear."

"We're all here for you, I promise you won't lose any of us. Everyone's crazy about you. I'm crazy about you." He said, looking down on me. A smile crept onto my face.

"It just hurt, I guess."

"I know," He said softly. "No one likes pain. It hurts you when you've done absolutely nothing wrong." He said. I nodded.

"Hey, don't cry. I know you're going through a hard time right now, but in the end, things will get better in the end, and if they're not, then it's not the end." He said, wiping a tear away from my eye. I smile a bit and laugh.

"Thank you, Trevs," I smile.

"Welcome, Ash." He grinned widely. I rolled my eyes.

He took me by the waist again, and tried to set me down, but we ended up falling, him on top of me.

Then, I looked straight into his blue eyes.

"They're beautiful, you know?" I whispered to myself, or what I thought was myself.

"What?" He chuckled.

"Oh...um...nothing." I say realizing what had just come out of my mouth.

"You're something special," He said helping us both up, while he tucked a strand of loose hair behind my ear. I blushed.

"What's going on in here?" Connor smirked at us. Trevor immediately let go of my waist, and blushed.

"Nothing." I simply stated. I walked over to my phone, and plugged in my headphones, then I played 'Maps' by Maroon 5. (Seriously though, it's such a freaking good song!!! It just came out a few days ago. June 17th, so I'm practically obsessed!)

"So I'm following the map that leads to you! The map that leads to you!"

"Ain't nothing I can do!"

"The map that leads to you!"

"Following, following, following!" I sang. I was putting concealer underneath my eyes.

"Someone's a good singer," Trevor clapped standing by my doorway, along with Jc, Sam, and Kian.

"Was it that loud?" I asked blushing.

"Yeah, little bit." Sam chuckled. I unplugged my phone, and added powder to my face.

The boys had left, except for Jc. He just stood there. Frozen in fear. He looked at me with disappointment after I was done.

"What?" I nervously laughed.

"Why would you-?" Tears were forming in my big brothers eyes. I traced his eyes, to what he was looking at, and it was my wrist.

"Jc, it's not what you think it is," I said.

"What is it then?" He asked folding his arms.

"All right! I cut myself. Twice. But Trevor found me, and stopped me. He helped me. It was an accident. I was...um...sad. It was a mistake!" I cried.

"I can't believe my little sister has the actual nerve to cut herself! Do you know what you're doing to yourself?!? You know that you're ruining your body because you're sad?" He spits.

Tears were rolling down my eyes. I was crying. He grabbed at my wrist, and scanned the scars. His thumb swiped over the swollen lines.

"How deep was it?" He sighed.

"What?" I asked.

"How deep was the cut?" He asked again in annoyance.

"Not that far deep, I know that it wasn't deep enough to puncture a vein." I said. He sighed, pulling my swollen wrist towards him.

He wrapped his arm around my waist and I wrapped my arms around his neck. He slightly bent over, and I stood on my tip toes to fully hug him.

"I'm sorry," He said.

"It's fine." I said. My wrist was still swollen, and honestly, it hurt more then it usually does when I cut my wrist.

"Are you okay?" He asked.

"Uh, yeah, I'm uh, fine," I said shaking the pain away.

"You look pale," He said cupping my face.

"I said, I'm fine." I growled.

He pulled his aways away from my face, and I walked away from my room.