Ashton's POV
Nonononononono I grumbled as knee socks started obnoxiously blaring from under my pillow. I stayed up until I dont know when but the last time I checked my phone before falling asleep I think It was 5:48am, so I probably only got about half an hour sleep, seeing as I spent most of my evening and night crying and thinking, crying some more and causing more scars.
I rolled out of bed with a loud thump with the realisation that it was finally Friday. Mum had gone to work so I started to get ready, finding a new bandana since calum probably tore my old one to shreds.
My ribs were bruised, and I still had a nasty red and yellow mark on my jaw, where Calum had grabbed me. My nose was swollen and slightly purple and looked significantly out of place. I prodded at it and it brought tears to my eyes, and I quickly rushed to the bathroom to cover it up with some of mum's makeup.
It hurt to walk, even to breathe because of my still quite severe injuries, and I have no doubt that it will happen again today. I'm completely ready for it, there's no point fighting against it anymore. He's stronger than me, I'm weak.
On the long walk to school alone, I started to think. Luke crossed my mind, and my heart burned and fists clenched at the thought.
He walked up to Michael the other day and hit him square in the nose, which of course caused a huge fight between the two. Michael was never one to let people walk all over him. The fight was finally stopped by my home teacher, Mrs Workman, and by then both boys had black eyes and bloody noses, split knuckles and smoke coming out of their ears. Mrs Workman called for help and Mr Grant rushed to pull back Luke, while Michael was still fighting against Mrs Workman's frail grip on his shoulders.
As Luke finally calmed down, I think glanced at me, for a split second, and I could've sworn I saw the smallest hint of an apology in his eye. Why, though? For starters, he should be apologising to Mikey, not me. And second, why would he even be sorry to either of us? He hates us both. So I've come to the conclusion that I either misread him, or he was looking at the person behind me.
Jace and Calum pop into my head, and I'm suddenly terrified. I'm not so afraid of harry anymore. I don't know what his deal is, but these bruises are definitely going to have an effect on the pain caused from today's beating.
I turn the corner to the small hill leading down to the small gates, and I pass the basketball court on the way to find Michael out the back. He's sitting with Louis and... That's not harry. Oh my god, I think Michael is sitting with harry.
Lukes POV
Okay, why the fuck is that dingbat, harry hanging out with skunkhead? Doesn't harry hang out with Jace and Cal? Don't they beat up that ashton kid? Aren't they best friends?
Oh, I forgot about ashton. I wanted to tell him I was sorry for beating up his beat friend the other day, but I couldnt find the right words to. Even if I had, I wouldn't have gotten a chance to speak them before I was dragged away to the principals office. Apparently I'm 1 detention away from a suspension.
"Lucas" Brodie snaps a finger in front of my face to snap me back to reality while a fuming Jace stands before me. She gives me a look of sympathy before ducking her head and shuffling away. I tug at my bracelets - a nervous habit, and I'm pretty sure what comes next. {a/n: I don't, I'm thinking this up right now, and im stuuuuuck}
He's obviously trying his best to control his anger, the way his shaky hand rises to my shoulder and squeezes so tight I think he may have popped a vein. His expression remains angry, but he's trying to hide it by controlling his breathing not showing too much teeth.
{hello I'm done, cbf to write any more of this shitty shitty chapter, I kind of just updated bc I haven't in about 50million years, so. I have a huge plot twist whoop fuck but it's not coming for a v v long time, so i guess you'll have to stay tuned? Hehe byyyeeee}
ps sorry it's a shit chapter I have no excuse besides the fact that I'm a shit writer.
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