you're the reason. a.i

Chapter 13.

A/N I'm going to warn you guys for the rest of this story. The guys aren't going to be in a band. I might make it where like they can sing and play guitar and all, but they aren't going to be in a band. I just want it to be about Zoey and Ashton. Okay, thanks for reading. If you've shared this story with any of your friends, I love you. Thank you so much!

Ashton's POV.

It's late at night, on a Sunday, and I can't sleep. It's 3am to be exact. It's weird how your mind thinks of all the bad things at night. But on the same note, it makes sense. Your thoughts are dark, it's super quiet, and no one is there to talk to you to get your mind off of them. Just like the night. The night is quiet, and dark, and everyone is asleep so they can't talk to you. As I sit here and think of all the bad things, I wonder why? Why was I the person to have to go through all of these things? I not only lost one person, but I lost two in 5 months. Everyday is spent the same, thinking of all the days when everything was okay. When I still had her, and when I was actually okay.

Everyone wants to know why I smoke cigarettes, this is why. It relieves all the stress I have, since I can't really rely on anyone to help me relieve my stress.
I remember the first time I started smoking cigarettes. Not only was it the first night I smoked cigarettes, it was also the night I realized I had fallen in love with the girl of dreams. She was perfect, in everyway possible. It was also a night full of partying and getting fucked up.

*Flashback.*

Today is mine and Casey's two year anniversary. It's hard to believe I've been with her this long. It's also pretty hard to believe she's put up with me for this long. But, I wouldn't want it any other way. She's my source of happiness. She lightens up my bad days in a split second. I thank God everyday for making me grow some balls and ask her out that one day.
That was a great day, actually. I had a crush on Casey for so long. I think about a year, if I'm not mistaken. And I was so scared to ask her out. Yeah, we were talking. But she's one, scratch that. She's the prettiest girl in school. Asking her out is like going to a recital and having to perform a solo in front of thousands of people ; nerve-wrecking. But, I finally did it. And to my surprise she said yes. And now, here we are, two years later.

Right now, I'm sitting in the grass next to Casey looking up at the stars. We did this alot, it was kind of our thing. We loved to lay down on the grass and look at the stars and just forget about life for a while.

"All those stars shinning so brightly, doesn't even compare to how much you make my life brighter." I said as I heard Casey giggle my favorite soundtrack. Her laugh is literally my favorite sound, it's freakishly cute. Whenever she laughs, and it's because of me, I can't help but smile.

"Why do you always say these cheesy pickup lines?" She asked as she turned over onto her side to face me. I did the same as well, just taking in everything about her.

She had medium length, luscious, brown hair that flowed a little bit past her shoulders. She didn't have long hair like all of the girls at school. But she definetely could rock the short hair look. Her bright green eyes, sparkled so bright, even when the sky is full of black with little white spots. Her eyes shined kind of like the stars, only brighter. Her long, skinny body could attract any man. She's tan, she's tall, she's everything I could ask for, anything any man could ask for.
I scooted closer to her making no space inbetween us. Her body was pressed against mine, and it was the most comforting thing in the world. I looked into her eyes and all I saw was happiness when she looked at me. That's something a man should always look for when his girl looks at him, happiness. If she doesn't look that way, you aren't doing your job. I leaned in closing every space that was between, only making us scoot as close to eachother as possible.