Wasted

Chapter 37

*Louis' POV*

Maddy is staying really long gone now. I look around worriedly. I'm sitting here all on my own and that just doesn't feel the least comfortable. Maddy would enjoy the silence, she would sit right over there staring out of the window, cup of coffee in her small hands. She would push a string of hair behind her ear before taking her sip. She wouldn't even check her phone or look around. She'd be deep in thoughts, thinking about her father and perhaps even about her last fight with Liam. Thinking of him makes me sick. He didn't deserve better any the prick.

My thoughts thrift back to friday, the day I realized I love her. I love this girl so much, I don't know what she's doing to me. If she'd only know. The feelings that torture my body as I think back to what I thought of her. What I was going to do to her. I feel so bad for this and I wish I could make it up to her. I'm trying though. I try to maybe make it a bit better, I try to make up for it by being the boyfriend she deserves. I try to be the person I should be but that's hard when you come from the person you were. The person that everyone hates with every reason to. I try to be someone else than back then. I try to be the person I really am plus a damn lot changes. I'm not an angel. In fact I was Satan in person and there is still a damn long way to go. But I want to do it for her.

*Maddy's POV*

I'm debating with myself if I should scream or not. If I should go in attack- or defense modus. But even though I want to stand up and push the creep aside and just run into Louis' arms, I can't bring myself to move. My eyes are wide open now and my hand still pressed to my mouth trying to keep the gasps and screams inside. The other hand tight around my knee, my fingernails digging into the skin leaving bruises I'm sure.

The door going slowly further open and then I see who's been looking for me. A quiet tall guy with bright eyes. His blond curls creep from under his red bandana and his grey shirt is tight around his torso. A smile creeps on his face "I knew you'd be in here." He says. But his dimples fade when he sees the state I'm in. "I'm so sorry, are you okay? I didn't want to scare you!" I keep staring at him for a few more seconds before the grip on my knee lowers and my hand slowly leaves my lips. I put my feet on the ground and take a breath in what seems hours ago. "My name is Ashton." He says and gives me a hand to shake but I just grab it and pull myself up with it before walking past him to the mirror. I look like shit not that surprisingly. "Really I'm sorry if I'd known that.." I don't let the guy finish his sentence.

"Do you have any idea how terrified I was!? You could have been a killer, or my threatener! Never do that again you little piece of.." I stop my sentence on time before I say things I may regret.

"Threatener? You- you got threatened?" The blond one asks.

"No." I answer quickly.

"Yes, that's exactly what you said."

"Who are you? Why would you look for me and why on earth would care?"

"I wrote that message on your cup," he admits shyly. "You're really pretty and I thought that maybe we could go on a date sometime."

"Look you're cute and I seem to like you even though you scared the shit out of me but I have a boyfriend and he's waiting for me."

"You mean that guy? Louis was it right?"

"How'd you know him?"

"He isn't really loved around here, nowhere actually. I thought you'd be one of his girls he'd drop after.. You know." Ashton says. My heart is racing by now and this guy is actually making me pretty angry.

"He isn't like that anymore. He changed. He says I'm different. He really loves me." I say.

"And you believe that?" He asks. Do I? Actually I did but now this guy is messing with my thoughts. I love Louis and he loves me it's just that.. He keeps things for me and I feel it. I don't know everything about Miley and there is a lot on his mind lately.