This is a 5SOS and a Shawn Mendes Story
My name is Mal, I'm 16 and this is my "fairytale".
It was another day. I was forced to be my parents slave. I had to clean, cook, and other nasty stuff. I was taking a small break, when I heard the creepy sta...
Mal's POV: That was the one question, I wasn't ready, nor did I want him to ask. I did the only possible thing I could think of...run.
Michael's POV: She just ran away.
Ashton: I'm sorry is that a tough subject?
Michael: Yes it is ass-cheek. She was abused at home.
His eyes were the size of a UFO. I didn't mean to tell them. I was to mad and scared to hold back. Before I could even come back from my thoughts I saw Ashton running. It took me a moment to realize he was running toward my house. Aspen and I ran after him.
Colin's POV: Us adults were having coffee, and talking. Out of nowhere Mal comes running through the house, then upstairs. Before anyone of us could react. The front door opened again, Ashton came running in out of breath.
Lana: Ashton? What's going on?
Michael and Aspen were right behind him.
Michael: Did Mal go upstairs?
Colin: She ran up there two minutes ago.
Ashton quickly ran upstairs. We all looked at Michael and Aspen with confused looks on our faces.
Jen: What happened?
Michael: We were playing basketball. Ashton said that every time we made a basket, we could ask Mal questions. On the last question he asked about her old home life.
Colin: Oh, should we go up there?
Michael: We'll check on them.
Jen: We know that she didn't have a good relationship with her parents. She shouldn't have reacted like that though.
Michael: I think it was just a sensitive subject.
He looked at Aspen, then back at us.
Michael: We should go check on them.
Ashton's POV: *A Few Minutes Earlier* Michael: Yes it is ass-cheek she was abused at home.
I felt my eyes grow wide. Before I could think my legs ran as fast as they could. I needed to talk to Mal, to make this right. I want her to know I'm always here for her. I heard Michael and Aspen close behind me, but I didn't care. All that matter to me in this moment was Mal.
Before any "shippers" get excited. I don't like Mal in that way. She is a very beautiful, sweet, and funny girl. I just see her as a best friend or little sister.
I ran to Michael's house. I was asked a bunch of questions by the adults.
Lana: Ashton? What's going on?
Luckily, Michael and Aspen came in and answered mum's question.
Michael: Did Mal go upstairs?
Colin: She ran up there two minutes ago.
I ran as fast as I could up both flights of stairs. Taking two at a time. I finally got to her door and I knocked on her door.
Mal: I'm fine, Colin.
Ashton: It's Ashton, let me in.
There was silence for a moment. The door clicked. She was standing in the doorway. Her eyes were red and puffy, and her cheeks were tear stained.
Ashton: May I come in?
She let me in, and she sat on her bed. I closed the door behind me and sat beside her.
Ashton: I am so sorry. I shouldn't have asked that question. If I had any idea I wouldn't have.
Mal: No, it's okay. You didn't know. I was just embarrassed on how I acted. I don't want anyone to pity me. You, Aspen, and Michael are the only people who know. Please keep it that way.
Ashton: I won't tell. How bad is it? If you don't mind me asking.
She took her shirt off, and showed me the bruises. (A/N: She had a tank-top on)
Ashton: You need to see a doctor. You could have a broken rib, or worse.
Mal: It's fine. This isn't the worst it been.
Ashton: Oh Mal... C-can I hug you?
Mal:You have before, haven't you? *laughs*
Ashton: I didn't know before. Besides I did-
She cut me off with a hug. We both pulled away. I put my forehead on hers.
Ashton; I'm always here if you need me. Even if it 4 o'clock in the morning. Come knock on my patio door.
Mal: Patio Door?
Ashton: Yeah. You and I have a double patio. Behind that curtain.
I got up, and pushed the curtain open. I opened the sliding door, and waited for her to follow. She didn't, so I walked back over to her, and grabbed her hand. She flinched.
Mal: Sorry.
Ashton: It okay.
She grabbed my hand, and we walked out to her plain balcony.
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Ashton: If you want, I can help you redesign.
She nodded her head.
Ashton: I'll get some supplies later. Anytime you need me, just knock.
Mal: Thanks Ashton. Don't think that doesn't work both ways.
Ashton: Okay. *smiles*
We went back in her room, and sat back down on her bed. We hugged once more. We were interrupted by a knock on the door.
Mal: Come in.
Michael: Is everything okay in here?
I looked at her questionably. I wasn't fully sure if she forgave me.
Mal: Everything is great in here.
Michael: Great. We should celebrate.
Ashton: How about milkshakes at Jamie's on me?
Mal: What is a milkshake?
Aspen: You really didn't get to do much, huh?
Mal: Not really no.
I slung my arm on her shoulders and said...
Ashton: Now that you have friends like us, you can do what ever you want.
Mal: Right now, I really want to try a milkshake. *laughs*
Ashton: To Jamie's! *laughs*
Everyone: *laughs* To Jamie's! ——————- Stay Awesome Penguins 🐧! ~K
