Just friends? | a.i

Chapter 7

Kate's pov.

I wake up at the sound of the door knocking.

I go downstairs and open the door to see Ashton. What does he wants now.

"I'm mad at you but happy one month clean." Ashton says and I feel my heart ache.

I look down knowing i didn't last a month completely.

"Are you going to say something?" he asks.

"Can I just be alone?" I ask.

"Kate-" he pauses but them sees my wrist.

Fuck why did I lift up my sleeves.

"Its okay." He says and hugs me.

After we hugged he walks into my house and we sit on the couch.

"What happened?" He says as I was still avoiding eye contact

"Well you got mad at me and then Luke got mad at me and then my dad got mad at me and I couldn't talk to you about how I felt or Luke because both of you were mad at me and I couldn't talk to Anna either because she's also mad at me, and then I looked at my self in the mirror and it didn't help, and then I saw my blade." I say.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been mad at you, its all my fault." Ashton says looking down and I saw the guilt in this eyes.

"Its okay." I say and hug him.

We laid down my head on his chest and the only thing we heard was our breathing.

"What would you do if I died?" I asked.

"I would die as well." He says.

"No seriously." I say.

"Kate, you aren't going to die until your old and annoying and stuck in a wheel chair, because i'm not letting you do that to yourself." He says.

"Why?" I ask.

"Because, your my best friend and I can't live without you." He says.

"Thanks." I say and kiss his cheek and he smiles.

"Wanna meet my friends from England?" Ashton asks me after a few minutes.

"Sure but isn't Luke going to be there?" I say.

"No they met up this morning and i said I couldn't come and i'd meet them later, which is in 30mins." He says.

"So I better get ready! Do you have a picture of then so that I can see how ready I need go be?" I say.

He unlocks his phone and shows me a pic of him, Luke, Michael, Calum and 5 other cuties.

"Fuck! Wow. Ok we might run late." I say and run upstairs to my room.

The tall one with the curly brown hair was pretty cute.

I put makeup on my scars, just in case.

Then I put a mascara and eyeliner and concealer under my bags. I didn't really have any pimples so I didn't beed any foundation, and anyways I find it so fake when girls cake their faces with makeup.

I put on a pair of high weighted shorts and I put a simple dark blue crop top.

I brushed my hair, I kept my natural hair, which was wavy, it looks sorta like beach waves.

I put on my black vans and head downstairs. I looked in the mirror next to the house door to see how I looked.

My thighs look fat though.

"Should I put tights on?" I ask.

"Why? Its so hot." Ashton says.

"Yeah but my thighs look fat." I say staring at them.