Ashton's POV
"So tell me, how's this little crush coming along." Harry asked.
"We'll I haven't spoke to him in a week" I sighed disappointed. "But the last time I saw him his lips were against mine so you tell me."
"So you kissed him and that was it."
"Well, I drove him home.."
"Smartass. Did you actually have a boner the first time you went over?"
"Dad you sound like a girl gossiping to her friends." I laughed but filled him on every detail, then felt guilty because I don't share any of this with Louis.
Blake's POV
"Honey have you taken your pills!?" My mom shouted from outside my room.
"Yes!" I lied.
The truth is I stopped taking them. I stopped taking them for a couple reasons, 1.)Why should I take pills that are suppose to help me with something that you can't cure 2.)They fucked with my sleeping pattern (it was already fucked) 3.)They made me feel empty; there was nothing inside me that could distract me in any way and 4.)I've come to the conclusion that I don't want to get better. Since I've stopped taking them I felt so many feelings. Guilt, sadness, emptiness, you name it. I'm not even watched anymore. See I took my moms phone and changed my name to 'Ashton' so when she would text him asking him to watch me it would go to my phone and he would never get it. Do I feel bad? Nope. I'm 16 almost 17, I don't need another boy to watch me, or kiss me.
I wish he never kissed me. Don't get me wrong it was total bliss, but now I long for the feeling of his red lips pressed against my pale ones. Now that I think about it, I love how his lips are red; it's such a pretty color. I love the way it can look dark, almost black.
Maybe I should stop thinking, or just take my pills.
I rolled my eyes at that thought and put some music on.
Ashton's POV
No I wasn't invited to his house. Did I want to be here? Hell no. Why am I here then? I really don't know.
"Ash honey thank you for coming again." Katy said in a cheerful voice while digging through her purse trying to find her keys.
"Umm what?"
"I said thanks for coming to watch Blake." What? I wasn't even invited. I'm just going to with it. I certainly don't want to get Blake in trouble.
"Oh yea! Sorry I'm a bit tired." She nodded and invited me in while walking out.
I found my way to the stair case and made my way to Blake's room. It wasn't hard to find because he was blasting some kind of heavy metal bands.
"IM AT THE EDGE OF THE WORLD.
WHERE DO I GO FROM HERE?
DO I DISAPPEAR?
EDGE OF THE WORLD.
SHOULD I SINK OR SWIM?
OR SIMPLY-" Slide into my bed.
I didn't bother knocking I just barged in.
I instantly started laughing. Blake was standing on his bed pretending to be screaming the words. His hand was imitating a microphone. This is the cutest thing ever.
"Trying to be Oli Sykes now aren't we?" I shouted over the music. He looked up and his face was very red. He looked so embarrassed I kind of felt bad for barging in. He hoped off his bed and turned the music down until it was almost nonexistent.
"You like 'Bring Me The Horizon' too?"
"Hell yea but I prefer the old stuff like 'Suicide Season'."
"What's your favorite song on that album?"
"Chelsea Smile or The Sadness Will Never End. What's yours?" Now that I think about it I didn't know much about him.
"Written In Blood or Suicide Season." I nodded.
The atmosphere was very awkward now. We're just staring at each other from opposite sides of the room. I could never keep a conversation with anyone.
I coughed awkwardly then began to speak "Umm about the kiss, I uh liked it?" I did like it and I knew that but I don't want him to think I'm weird. It might be too late for that.
"I liked it too, I um like you." I looked at him shocked. He likes me. (Yay throws confetti)
"I like you too." I said grinning.
(A/N) Finally they like each other. I'm probably going to keep updating Thursday or Friday so stay tuned. Thank you for reading
-Laura☠
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