"Emma, may I have a word with you please" my mum said, pulling my wrist so I followed her onto the kitchen. "Your father told me about this Ashton boy."
"Mum.." I began, sitting down with her on the kitchen table.
"No, I'm not going to tell you to stop seeing him, but I just think that your to young for anything further in your relationship." She forced herself to say.
"Mum!!" I rolled my eyes, trying to stand up, but she pulled me back. "And he's coming over later so please don't say anything like that again"
"Ok, and Em, next time tell me?" she smiled, getting up from her place, and disappeared into the hall.
I sat at the table a while longer, thinking, after my mums little chat . The thought of Tom made me feel uneasy. Yes, I knew he wasn't coming back any time soon, but I still felt weird. Not that I was telling ashton that. No way. And yes, I was cutting again, even though ashton said not to. Even though I promised not to.
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I sat in my bedroom with Ashton in complete, and awkward silence. I was playing with the bracelets on my wrist. I pulled one off and focused on the scars. What I didn't realise, was that Ashton was glancing at me the whole time.
"You didn't stop did you?" He asked calmly,
"No" I said, my voice escalating.
"Emma, no one wants to find you collapsed on the floor, in a pool of your blood" he said, grabbing a pen and my wrist, he drew a small butterfly on it.
"Anyone want a drink?" My mum popped her head through the door for about the hundredth time.
"No mum. We are fine if I want something , I'll ask. And You can stop coming in because I'm not gonna do anything like that." I scowled And Ashton just laughed.
"Your parents hate me" he fake pouted, once my mum left the room.
"Not you. Boys" I corrected. "And boyfriends, and anything to do with that."
"Ah ok. So I'm guessing they don't know Tom" he asked
"No. No way! If they knew that, not even you would be allowed into this house!" I exclaimed. "Actually you probably wouldn't even be living next door if my dad had anything to do with it."
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Once we had decided we were sick and tired of my mum 'checking' up on us, we decided to go next door with the other boys.
"Emmaaaaaaa!" Luke shouted.
"Hi" I said
"Ashton, go down stairs with Emma. Michael and Calum are there, doing whatever."
"Probably gaming" Ashton rolled his eyes.
And he was right. We walked down into the dark basement where the boys were staring at the glowing screen.
"Hi" I waved, but they ignored me. "Michael, Calum" I stepped in front of the tv.
"Huh?" They groaned looking at me
"oh Emma, hi" Calum said and Luke rolled his eyes.
"Your obsessed" I pointed out, throwing myself on the couch next to ashton.
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The boy next door || a.i.
Fiksi Penggemar|| when I read, I'm concentrated on the story I'm reading, instead of my own || *•*•*• On the outside, Emma is your typical 18 year old girl. But truthfully, Emma's life has been turned up side down from this young age. Her mind is constantly swirli...
