It Started With A Follow.(Ashton Irwin)

@The Unwelcome

Double update kinda,

*abuse warning*

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The past few weeks have gone by so fast, I now have 7 days till I fly out with Toni to meet the boys. I must say though, I have been very productive.  This morning I woke up and did laundry, music up and everything. I was going to be alone all day cause Jackie was staying at a friends house, and mom and dad were on a business trip for the weekend. I had kinda gotten use to being alone, I welcomed it now. Ashton was always checking on me, even though they were in Atlanta, the last stop before Florida. He always called to make sure I was okay. Although today, I only talked to him in the morning, they had a big interview and were busy all day. I took the chance to clean the house up a bit, and pack a little. At around 7pm I relaxed on the couch to watch the boys interview, but before it came on there was a knock at the door. I looked through the peephole but it was too dark to see.

“Who is it?” I called out.

“Its Kyle, open the fuck up.” My clearly drunk ex-boyfriend slurred. My heart dropped into my stomach. Kyle and I had dated for a year but then he cheated on me and we broke up. We never really talked, unless he was drunk. He was an abusive drunk, he would always want to talk peacefully, but it never ended that way.

“Kyle, you’re fucking wasted. Go the fuck home.” I tried not to sound scared even though I was shaking.

“Fuck no. Open the damn door Allison.” He kicked the door. I grabbed my phone and was ready to call the police. “Allison. I’m not afraid to break the fucking door down, I want to talk.”

“No Kyle. You never just want to talk. Fucking go home.” With that there were 4 big bangs on the door then he fell. I was shaking, and by the time he dropped the flower pot he used to get in, I had 911 dialed and calling. He threw my phone across the room, thankfully it landed on the couch.

“I said I want to fucking talk.” He pulled my by my hair, and I let out a scream. I could smell the whisky on his breath, it made my stomach do flips. “Why the fuck have you been ignoring me.”

“Kyle, we go through this every time. I’m not ignoring you, you haven’t even tried to contact me. You’re fucking wasted and you need to fucking leave.” I felt the sting of his hand whip across my face.

“Don’t you fucking tell me what to do. Now, I’m going to ask you again. Why the fuck are you ignoring me.”

“Fucking fuck Kyle. I already told you I’m not fucking ignoring you. I don’t know what made you decide to fucking drink, and i sure as hell don’t know why you came to my house. I don’t want you here, now for the last time, fucking leave.” I stood up, my cheek still burning, but not as bad as my anger. He pulled me by my hair and threw me on the ground, then he kicked me in my stomach. I stood up when he walked away thinking he had left, only to have him return with alcohol from my fathers cabinet. I grabbed my phone, the 911 dispatcher was still there.

“Help me please he won’t leave, and he is drunk, help.” I cried.

“Help is on its way sweetie, just stay calm.” Before I could reply he knocked my phone out of my hands and pulled me up by my arm, sure to leave bruising.

“You need to stop denying your love for me.” He said with his face very close to mine, the bourbon he was now drinking heavy on his breath.

“I don’t fucking love you. I have moved on.” I struggled to get loose of his grip, “Let. Go. Of. Me.” I stated harshly.

“No. I’m sick of the games Allison. Sick of them. It’s time you learned a lesson.” He lifted the bourbon glass over his head.

“FREEZE!” The police officer by the door yelled causing him to drop the half full bottle sending bourbon all over the floor. “Step away from the woman, and put your hands on your head.”  he did as he was told. As soon as i was free of his grip I ran to my phone telling the lady that they were there and thanking her. The parametric made me go to the hospital even though I assured them I was okay. I called my mom and dad, who said they were coming home right away, then I called Jackie, who showed up 15 minutes later. Lastly I called Ashton, who had texted me 3 times.

“Ashton.” I let out as tears began to fall again.

“Alli. What’s wrong?” He asked immediately.

“Kyle. He broke into the house, and attacked me. I’m okay though. Just shaken up.”

“Kyle? Your alcoholic ex?” He had worry in his voice.

“Yes, he used the flower pot by the door to break in. I told him to leave, but he was completely fucked up, he wouldn’t listen, started some shit about me ignoring him even though we haven’t talked in almost 9 months.” I was starting to shake again and my voice was quivering.

“Hey, hey, its okay, you’re okay now. What did they do to him?”

I sucked in a breath calming myself. “Arrested him, mom and dad are going to press charges, and have a restraining order against him.”

“Good. Do you want me to fly out there? I can if you want.”

“No. No. No. You still have one more concert before Florida, and I don’t want you to miss it. I'm fine I promise, I have a few bruises but they will go away. You just stay there, your fans need you.”

“But so do you.” He said softly.

“Hun, my parents are coming back, Jackie said she isn’t leaving my side, and Toni will be up here in a few days. I will be okay, it’s just a week and I will be all yours.”

He let out a sigh, “You’re absolutely sure? Cause I can be on the first plane there in a heartbeat.”

“Ashton. I promise, I will be okay. This week will go by fast and soon enough  I’ll be there. Are you guys going to meet us at the airport?”

“If we can, yes all depends on what the Airport says, fortunately, no one really knows you guys are flying down. So there shouldn’t be too many fans.”

“Good. Hey, mom and dad just got here. I’ll call you tonight.”

“Okay. Hey!” He said before I hung up.

“Yeah?”

“I love you.” He said softly to where only I could hear.

“I love you.” I replied with the same hushed tone.

I told my parents what happened. Dad immediately called his friend to see about the door, and mom told me that they would handle everything and  I wouldn’t have to worry about it anymore. After a few more xrays I was able to go home. I went straight to my bed, and called Toni.

“Oh. My. God. Are you okay? Jackie texted me and told me what happened.”

“I’m fine. I’ll survive this week, then you and I are going to have the best spring break ever.”

“Damn right. How you feeling?”

“Tired, but I wanted to ask you how finals went.” I pull the covers up to me and lay on my side.

“Well,” she said sadly, “I passed them all!!”

“Good. I’m glad. We will celebrate when you get here.”

“Calum said the boys were planning something for us when we get there.”

“Oh no.” I laughed. “Ashton hasn’t told me anything.”

“Shh, I don’t think I was even suppose to tell you.” She laughs. “But I have to go, my roommate is back and she still has one final left tomorrow. I’ll let you know when I’m headed your way. They might let me go early since I’m finished, but I’ll let you know.”

“Okay. Goodnight. I’ll see you soon.” After going to the bathroom and taking a very long hot shower to sooth my muscles. As I curled back in bed, I called Ashton in hopes to forget about the day and ended up falling asleep on him. Just 6 more days.

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xxAlli