My bully , Ashton Irwin

chapter 15

Chris's P.O.V.

An acute pain on my leg , caused my eyes to open .I saw dad's tall figure above me stepping on my leg .

''Wake up , you little shit .'' he shouted and I gathered myself off the closet .'' I am driving you to school today .'' he said .Great .'' Go get dressed .'' he said and I went to my room .I kept my jeans from yesterday and wore a blue sweater .Nothing fancy .I slipped my black converse and left my room with my backpack.I brushed my teeth and went to the kitchen .Dad was waiting outside in the car .I grabbed some cookies from the cabinet , secretely of course and put them in my bag .I left the house and hopped in our old car .Dad started driving. From the car's mirror , I coud see my bruised jaw from yesterday .I touched it a bit , but intantly regretted it . We finally arrived school and before I got out dad grabbed my wrist .

'' I dont know , where you went yestreday , but if you do it again , it wont pass with a bruised jaw .'' he shot me a death glare and I nodded , before leaving . I started walking towards the gate. I knew that dad was still in the car waiting for me to get in the school.

''Hello .'' I heard a voice beside me.I turned my head to see Michael .

''Hi .'' I said , hoping that dad had left .

''Is that your dad ?"' Michael asked pointing at the car .I nodded .''I want to meet him .'' he said .

''No , no , no .You dont have to do that .'' I said grabbing his arm .

''Why ?'' he asked .

''My dad is ... strict .'' I said .Michael gave me an 'Oh ' .

''So how are you feeling ?'' he asked me .

''I am better .'' I said looking around for Ashley and Shirley .If they see me with Michael I am dead .

''You look worried.Is something wrong ?'' Michael said .Shit , what do I say now ?

'' I am worried , because we missed school yesterday .'' I lied .

''Dont worry .'' he said nudging me .'' I have done it plenty of times .'' he added and I chuckled .Today I have Arts for first period . Unfortunately Michael has Literature , so our ways seperated . I was walking towards the class when I felt someone pulling my ponytail .I turned around to see Calum smirking .I ignored him and continued my way .

''Dont ignore me .'' he shouted and pulled my ponytail again .I am getting really annoyed .I turned to see him , only to get my books scattered to the floor .I stooped to gather them and he stepped on my hand .Why wont he leave me alone ?''You are no fun .'' he said and pushed me  before leaving  Well that wasnt that bad . I stood up and saw someone in front of me .It was Ashton , he had witnessed everything .He just stood there , doing nothing , just looking at me . I ignored him and headed to the classroom .

''Hello class .How are you today ?'' Mr.Wilson said .I love this guy . We all said good in unison .''So , for today each of you will pick a colour .I want you to paint your canvas in that colour .Then you will present us your canvas and tell why you painted the canvas the colour you painted it .For example , I have painted this canvas blue .'' he showed us the blue canvas .''Blue for me represents ocean and the ocean reminds me of my home .That's why I painted this canvas blue  .See it is not that diffiucult .You have fifteen minutes to prepare your assigment .Starting from now .''he  said and I took the red paint in front of me .I started painting my canvas red . While I was painting I tried to think of what to say . Red was the first colour that popped in my mind .Plus it was right in front of me .Fifteen minutes passed and mr.Wilson told us to stop .

''So Ashley , why dont you start ?'' mr.Wilson said and Ashley got up from her seat .She flipped her long blonde hair ( a/n no discrimination against blondes ) before she placed her hot pink canvas on the small stand .

'' So , I painted my canvas hot pink . I painted it pink , because pink is a girly colour and it is really cute .Pink things are cute .I have a pink bed , pink nail polish , pink heels , pink lips gloss , pink underwear .....'' boys started to whistle .I looked over to mr.Wilson , who was shaking his head in disappointment .I really want to laugh so hard right now .

''Thank you Ashley .It was... informative .'' he said .'' So next is Chris .'' mr.Wilson said and I weakly stood up from my seat . I placed the canvas in the small stand and looked at the class. I saw Ashton sitting next to Calum whispering and laughing. Probably at me , but I shook it off .

''So I painted my canvas red .'' I started talking and Ashton's eyes focused on my canvas .''Red represents passion , love , but it also represents rage and danger .It is a controversial colour .People use it sometimes as an example of a passionate love , but red can also be used as an example of a war or anger . That's why I painted this canvas red .'' I said and I heard two pairs of hands clap .Mr. Wilson and ... Ashton were clapping .

''Great job Chris .This is what I want to hear .Reasonable and serious points .'' he said looking at Ashley , who was putting lip gloss on her lips .I am still shocked by the fact that Ashton clapped , though .I didnt expect him to do that .Maybe he was being sarcastic .'' So next is...' he said examining the room .''Ashton .'' he exclaimed and Ashton got up from his seat .He placed his black canvas on the stand .''Interesting choice Ashton .Tell us why you chose black .'' mr.Wilson said .

'' I painted this canvas black.Black is considered by a lot a non-colour.It is realated to the hidden , to the mysterious .Black relates to hiding your vulnerabilities , to keep a barrier between the world and your emotions , your fears and your insecurities , hiding them .That's why I chose the colour black .'' he said and all the girls melted .Like they wouldnt !

'' Thank you Ashton , this was a really good presentation .'' mr.Wilson said and Ashton sat on his seat .I never thought that Ashton would be able to speak like this .I thought that he would go there and say :'' I painted this canvas black , because I want to. Deal with it .'' But no , his words had so much meaning .Maybe Ashton is the perfect example of the colour black .He keeps a barrier between himself and the world .He doesnt show weakness or fear , he keeps his emotions hidden .

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HELLO !!! Sorry for the filler , but I read an article about colours and I got inspired by it . Hope you like this chapter ! I also posted the first chapter of my Michael Clifford story , check it out !! THABK YOU FOR THE COMMENTS AND VOTES ON THIS STORY , ILYSM !!

P.S. mr.Wilson is based on my art teacher , the most amazing the teacher that I was honoured to be taught by .Unfortunately , I have to change school so I wont see him again.

Love ya , bye 

xoxoC.