It's Ashton Not Ashley

20.

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It felt weird to have something so heavy, yet so lovely around your chest. The binder was different-a good different- it was like I suddenly grew comfortable with who I was.

I felt that I no longer needed to hunch down. I was taken away by the fact of looking flat chested. My D cup no longer suddenly mattered to me anymore. It was like I was a whole new person who loved being in the skin they were in.

I threw on a tee shirt and smiled at myself in awe. It was just what I've always wanted.

"You're wearing it?" Calum came in, rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

"What?"

"You're wearing the shirt that I got you. I've never seen you wear it," he said and went over to me, kissing my cheek.

I smiled, nodding.

"I'm also wearing the binder Luke got me."

"Ah," Calum said softly. I could tell he was very tired and that he wanted to get back to sleep.

He turned his back toward the door, but I grabbed his arm. "Calum?"

He sighed and made his way to my bed, laying down on it. He opened up his arms and I threw the tee shirt over my head. I took off the binder, tossing it on the floor beside me, and put the tee shirt back on.

I laid down in his arms.

"Do you think that I should forgive Luke?" I asked, as he placed his hands around my waist.

"Do you think that I should tell Michael we kissed?" He asked in return, avoiding my question.

"Y-Yes, probably best thing to do." My heart started racing knowing that Michael was going to hate me now and tears started rolling down my face.

"Then yes, I think you should forgive Luke. He seems very sorry," Calum said with a yawn.

"Okay, I-I guess I'll talk to him," I mumbled softly.
"Calum?" I looked over at him and he was asleep. I sighed as I kissed his cheek slowly.

"Goodnight, Calum," I said softly as I fell asleep.

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~Luke's POV, the next day at school~

It took me all night, but I managed to finish what I was doing. I went to school in a hurry, skipping out on breakfast.

Traffic seemed really slow, maybe it was because I was in a rush, but I actually wanted to go to school for once.

I parked at school, getting out of my car. It was still early enough that the parking lot was still half empty.

As I went into school, I looked at my surroundings.

It was Ashton's locker and as I placed the little note in his locker, I looked over my shoulder. I left the note anonymous, but to where he would be able to figure it out.

Once I knew the note was in his locker, I ran off and hid until I saw Ashton coming in with Calum's hand in his. I frowned to myself.
Calum pecked Ashton's lips and went off to his own locker.

I hoped that for Michael's sake, they were just very passionate about being friends.

Ashton opened his locker, the decorated note falling onto the floor.
Ashton grabbed the books he needed before picking the note off the floor.

I could tell that he was longing for this with his facial expressions. I could tell he was disappointed by what it was, like he was expecting something else. He continued to read it, eyes wandering around the page.  I sighed and released a breath I didn't know I was holding as I approached Ashton.

"Hi." His eyes were still focused on the paper in his hands.

"I'm just trying to figure out who this is," he said quietly holding the note up to his face like there was some type of hidden message he wasn't able to read.

"What's it say?" I asked with a curious tone, though I knew what it said. I just wanted to hear him say it.

"Ashton, you're the most beautiful person to ever exist and I know I can't say this in public because I'm too afraid of hurting you again. But this note took me all night to write. Not because I needed to know what to say, that came naturally. But because I was dealing with my drunk mom. Anyways, I hope you have a day as beautiful as you are," he started, but the words were greatly affecting him.

"Though I was nothing but a jerk to you since we met, I am deeply sorry. It's just that I really love you, and that's hard for me because I was never loved as a child. I don't understand what being loved is and I freak out whenever someone says they do love me. I hope that you can read this and meet me after school by your lockers."

He let tears fall down his face. "I really need to know who this is," he replied.

"I guess you'll see after school," I replied softly and he nodded, wiping his tears away.

"I-I'm sorry, I shouldn't even be talking to you right now. I don't even know why I am."

I nodded understandingly.
"I'll catch you later then, okay?"
He hesitated, but nodded as he put the note into the back pocket of his jeans.
"Yeah, see you later," he said quietly and walked away, not looking back at me.

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Ashton looked around, his hands in his jacket pocket and his hood up over his curly hair. He was waiting for me, not knowing I was the one who wrote the note, but deep down, he suspected it was me. As I approached him, I could tell he didn't want me to be the one. His breath had gotten heavier and he immediately turned his back towards me.

"Get away!"

"Ashton, I'm the one who wrote that note," I said, grabbing his wrist. He winced and pulled away, tears forming in his eyes.

He shook his head. "Let me go, please. I really don't know how much more of this shit I can take, Luke," he said as tears rolled down his cheek.

"Ashton, just listen." I grabbed his hands and held them to my chest.

He looked at me.

"You're amazing, sweet. Don't let anyone bring you down."

"Y-You're the one who caused all this! You're the only one bringing me down now!" He pushed me out of the way.

"Ashton, please." I looked at him, licking my lips a little. "Ow the fuck?"

Ashton had slapped me across the face and ran off, leaving me confused and hurt.

"I-I love you," I mumbled and wiped the tears away from my face, my cheek now stinging.

Hello!! Cliffhanger? I'm sorry I haven't updated and just disappeared, but it's hard to have an update day when you're busy with my family issues and school. Anyways, please comment what you think about this chapter. I love you all!

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