Boom Clap

Chapter Fifteen

Chapter 15~

•Ashlyn's POV•

"She what?" I asked shocked.

"Yup. They banged all the time!" Clara smiled with amusement.

I felt a little awkward so I pulled out my phone and unlocked it for no reason. Just then an alarm went off reminding me I had my next class at 1:15. All my worries about Angel and Harry left I became more worried about getting to class.

"Oh shit Clara we have to go! I have to get ready for my next class! I totally forgot! What if we had stayed longer at the store and then I would have been late to class..." I felt Clara's hand clasp over my mouth.

"That didn't happen so chill out you have like thirty minutes." She said dropping her hand from my mouth.

"You're right." I smiled and we began walking up the outside stair case.

"STOP TELLING EVERYONE THAT!" I heard a mans voice, Ashton's voice.

I stopped Clara on the staircase.

"Shit fuck shit of fuckity fucks!" I whispered pounding on my leg.

"What Ashlyn what is it?" Clara's eyes grew wide as she began to panic.

"That's Ashton's voice!" I continued to whisper.

"Are you sure? We're not even in the hallway yet how can you know?" She said concern and amusement growing on her face.

"It sounded like him. Stick your head in the doorway and see of he's in there." I said panicking.

Clara smirked a little with excitement. Sticking her head inside the hallway.

"Nobody is there." She shrugged.

"Well let's go before he comes out!" I screamed pushing Clara inside. We both began to run down the hallway. When we got to our dorm Clara scrambled with the keys. The shouts from inside Angels room were getting louder and people were starting to notice, sticking their heads out of their rooms.

"Got it!" She nearly shouted.

I shoved her inside and slammed the door shut. Just one glance between Clara and I made us lean our heads against the crack in the door so we could listen to the shouts.

"BUT, LAST NIGHT..." Angel screamed.

"LAST NIGHT I WAS SO FUCKING WASTED! I DIDNT KNOW WHAT COLOR THE SKY WAS!" Ashton screamed back.

I felt kind of bad for Angel in a weird way. I would hate to have someone, especially a man yell at me.

"AND THATS SUPPOSE TO BE MY FAULT?!" Her annoying voice made me take back my feelings of sorrow for her.

"WELL I DIDNT SEE YOU STOPPING ME FROM TAKING SHOTS! IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY YOU WERE THE ONE HANDING THEM TO ME!"

"GET OUT! GO AWAY!" I heard Angel begin to sob.

I strained to hear more but, i couldn't. Ashton must have calmed back down. That's his weakness, crying girls. It made me feel relieved with the clothes I bought. Show my boobs and ass, cry a little then I can get any man I want. I thought this of course with sarcasm. Ashton most likely stopped yelling because whenever he was mad he always regrets how he acts afterwards. That regret was obviously just starting to sink in.

I heard a door slam and listened to the sound of feet stomping down the hallway.

"I'm gonna' check and see if he's gone." I whispered.

Carefully I opened the door and peered out. I sighed in relief, the hallway was empty.

"Ashlyn is that you?"