Falling For Ashton Edwards (Completed)

What?!

Natalie's P.O.V.

The sound of music blaring awakens me. I notice the song "Knives and Pens" by Black Veil Brides. The lyrics stream into my ears and after a night of drinking, this is not what you want to blast from your speakers. I peal my eyes open, my head is throbbing, and my hearing has seemed to increase in stability. The music pounds against my ear drums and I need for it to stop.

My brother stands at the doorway, his hands above his head, speakers tucked into his palms. I could rip out his throat right now. His head is thrashing to the beat, usually this would make me laugh, but I'm far too pissed. "What. Are. You. Doing?!" I yell, grabbing his attention. He smirks and sticks the speakers next to my ears. Ahhh! I grab the speakers and chuck them across the room. He looks at me astonished.

"What the hell Natalie! You're going to pay for those!" He yells. The room is now silent except for my steady breathing and his rushed in takes of air. I grab a pair of my sunglasses from the nightstand and lay my head back onto the pillow. I raise my middle finger at Nate and then cover myself with my blanket.

"Natalie Elizabeth Parker. It is 10:00 in the morning. Get cho ass up." He pops. I hiss at him, making him chuckle. "I don't know how much you had to drink last night...but it must have been a lot to cheat on Ben." He stated as he walked out of my room. Shit.

For once, I hadn't thought about Ben. His face appeared in my head, he was smiling. He didn't deserve this. I like Ben a lot, I may even love him. We are thousands of miles away...I can't just hold him back. The tears I had repressed come back as I dial his cell number.

"Hello?" He answers. I smile at the sound of his husky voice. The sound of clapping and cheering is in the background. "Hello?" He asks again.

"H-hello?" I hold back the sobs.

"Natalie?! Babe, is that you?!" He asks excitedly. I can't hold them back any longer and the tears drip down my face. The sounds escape my throat as I try to answer.

"Yeah. It's me Ben."

"Why are you crying?" He asked and I can hear the concern in his voice. Oh God! Why couldn't he have been an asshole?

"I-I-I think we should break up..." My words hang in the air as the leave my mouth. Ben's end goes silent. "Ben?" I sob. I don't blame him if he's mad at me.

"Yeah. I'm still here. What're you talking about?"

"I think it is best if we are to break up. I don't want to hold you back from your life while I live mine in New York." I say more confidently now. I know this is for the best.

"Natalie...we can't break up. I thought you cared about me. I care about you." He said. My heart shattered along with all of my confidence.

"I do care about you, that's why this is for the best." I try to stay strong.

"This is not for the be-" I cut him off before he can finish.

"Ben, this is for the best, for you and for me. We can't be together with thousands of miles between us. I do care about you and always will. We are going to be friends, because we were friends before we started dating. Please just do this for me."

"No." Damn why does he have to be so stubborn?

"Goodbye, Ben." I say to him before pressing the "end" button. Surprisingly the pain in my heart is replaced by something else. It feels good, yet shouldn't I feel terrible? I just broke up with my boyfriend of three years, my old Wisconsin high school sweetheart.

I look through my contacts as I slip on a pair of black skinny jeans and a white T-shirt. "Oh my God! Nat, you've gotta tell us everything that happened after you took Ashton to the kitchen!"