Things Changed (Mashton) ✔️

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Ashton’s family and Angel’s family were sitting at the table in the kitchen, eating Ashton’s mum’s spaghetti tacos.

“These are delicious” Angel said taking a bite of the spaghetti taco she was holding.

“Told you they would be good” Ashton said.

After dinner Ashton and Alice decided to go up to Ashton’s room and when they got there Angel had the biggest smile on her face. The room was still the same, a bright room. The only thing different is that he had posters like All time low and Green day all over the walls.

“When did you start liking them” Angel said, pointing to the posters.

“For a while” Ashton said “Are you still into One Direction?”

“Maybe” Angel smirked

Ashton laughed and sat down on the bed and Angel sat down next to him. She looked around and see his guitar “Hey remember when we used to do jam sessions”

Ashton nodded “Yeah I remember, I do jam sometimes with Michael”

Angel started to get jealous “Why are you doing everything with him”

“Well he is my boyfriend Angel”

There was a knock on the door and Ashton opened the door to see his boyfriend Michael, beaten and bruised.

“Michael” Ashton gasped when Michael collapsed in his arms “Angel go down and get the emergency kit now”

Angel nodded and ran downstairs to the kitchen to get the emergency kit. Ashton dragged Michael to the bed and laid him down.

“What the hell happened?” Ashton asked wiping some hair off his forehead.

“Luke” Michael mumbled “Got into a fight, dragged me into it”

“Oh baby” Ashton sighed.

Angel came back into the room with the emergency kit and handed it to Ashton. Ashton was about to lift up Michael’s t-shirt but stopped and turned back to Angel.

“Go downstairs and meet me in the basement, I don’t want you to see this”

“No I can stay here” Angel said.

“No go Angel” Ashton snapped.

Angel went out of the room and into the basement. When she got there it was the same as before. It had loads of posters and it was still bright. She turned her head and her smile dropped. She walked over to see no photos of her and Ashton. It’s all him and Michael.

“Hey sorry I snapped at you back there” Ashton said coming into the basement.

Angel  smiled “Oh it’s fine”

Ashton walked over to where Angel was standing at looked at the pictures and smiled. He picked up one of the pictures and smiled. “This was taking at Auntie Samantha’s wedding”.

Ashton showed the picture to Angel and she smiled a little, not the way that Ashton was smiling, with his bright, big smile. The picture was them both in suits on the dance floor, dancing to a slow song, that what Angel thinks. Ashton’s arms were around Michael’s neck, while Michael’s was around his waist. Their foreheads were touching. Angel doesn’t want to admit it but the picture was slightly cute.  But one thing was stuck inside her mind, where were the pictures of her and Ashton, the ones which were on this shelf two years ago before she left.

“Where are the pictures of you and me?” Angel asked him.

“Oh there in a box somewhere”

“Somewhere!” Angel said, feeling hurt “so what, I leave for London and then suddenly it’s all Michael, and I’m forgotten.”

“You were never forgotten” Ashton said placing the photo back down on the shelf.

“How did you even get with Michael?” Angel asked with his voice rising. “You hated him”

Ashton told her to sit down on the bean bag and Ashton sat down on the other one.

“Okay I didn’t tell you this, but I sort of had a crush on Michael like two weeks before you left”

Angel opened her mouth to speak, but Ashton held up his hand so she shut her mouth.

“Please, let me just tell you the story”