Hero

Life Stories

"so tell me about yourself" Ashton says locking out fingers together across the center console of the car.

"well... what do you want to know?" I ask looking at him.

"everything" he says looking over smiling at me.

"well, I'm 17. I go to Carmel High School in Indiana and I graduated last year. I turn 18 in a week. last year both my mom and dad got diagnosed with cancer. they died a month and a half after being diagnosed..." I say trying to hold back the tears. Ash notices and squeezes my hand.

"you don't have to continue if you don't want to" he says concerned.

"no no it's okay. I took their deaths pretty hard and I pushed all my friends away. even my best friend I've known since I was 1. she tried and tried but finally gave up on me. I never left the house I would just sit up in my room listening to music. I started hurting myself-" Ashton interrupted me.

"y-y-you what?" he said looking over at me teary eyed.

"I started self harming a lot. the pain just got too much for me and i-" Ashton pulls the car over and gets out coming to my side. he opens the door and picks me up and hugs me.

I collapse to the ground sobbing in his arms and I feel a drop on my forehead. I look up to see the love of my life crying.

"Ashton no no no please don't cry no please. baby please" I say turning around wiping the tears from his face.

"baby?" Ashton says.

"huh?" I say confused.

"you-you called my baby" he stutters quietly

"I know" I whisper putting my forehead against his. "I don't think you know how much you mean to me." I say quietly.

"what do you mean?" he asks standing and helping me up.

"can we go back to the hotel and I'll tell you" I ask getting back in the car.

"of course."

sitting in the car, holding his hand, and listening to All Time Low on the way back to hotel, I'm trying to figure out how I'm going to tell him he's saved me more than once. I really hope the boys aren't in the room...

we get out of the car at the hotel and I start going towards the elevator but Ashton goes to the front desk.

"hey scar how long are got staying here" Ashton asks me

"3 days" I answer.

"can I get a room for 3 days" he asks the lady at the front desk.

he gets a room and grabs my hand and we head up to floor 6.

when we get in the room, I ask him why he got another room.

"this can be our talking place. so we don't have to be around people when we talk then we can go back to our rooms and sleep ya know?" he says

"oh. okay." I say sitting crisscross on the king size bed.

"whenever you're ready to talk we can..." he says sitting across from me.

"when I said you mean so much to me.. I meant what I said. when I said I got into bands after my

parents died you guys were one of them. when I found out that you...self harmed... as well. I realized you guys are normal. you go through the same things people without the fame go through. and I never realized that. I guys helped me so so much and watching you guys grow into something this big made me so so fucking happy. but also sad because you're not my little secret anymore.