Awkward (Cashton)

Chapter 33 Told You So

Friday Night

Ashton POV

Tonight is the last game of the season and  I decided to go after picking Calum up from his teammate's house on Wednesday I have a feeling they're going to try to pull something on him tonight. "Look at you going to a school sporting event!" Luke cheers. "Yeah but I don't trust these guys and I'm not letting them humiliate him tonight," I say curtly and pull open the fence to the stands.

"What number is he?" Luke asks. "Twenty-five." I squeeze into the student section and wince at the drunk kids yelling around me and the smell of weed. "Is Michael coming?" I ask Luke. "Hell no, he refuses to come to these things, don't blame him though." He wrinkles his nose at the smell of smoke. "You can go home if you want." "No I'm okay I should go to more sports things being in student council but I'm always busy planning dances and such." I look out on the field and spot him a few minutes.  

"Are you listening?"

"Yeah sorry I'm just watching, gosh he's cute," I mumble and blush when I realize that I said that out loud. "You're so in love, and I don't know why your so worried nothings gonna happen tonight, they're not that much of jerks." I look over at him and scoff." Oh, the same guys that spiked his drink on a Wednesday night? No their jerks." I cross my arms over my chest trying to stay warm as the sun goes down and the field lights turn on.

Calum POV

Four seconds left on the clock and I'm so close to making the game-winning shot.  I block out the sound of Cory yelling for the ball and kick it but the opposing team takes it and we lose, by one point. "You ruined everything," Owen says and steps closer to me until he's up in my face. I back up some only to feel myself bump into someone. "I tried to make the goal."  I protest. "But you didn't and know where not in the championship." I try to push past him but he pushes back. I feel someone grabbing the back of my arms before I'm thrown to the ground. "I did nothing wrong! I missed the fucking goal so what?"

"Coach said, let him on the team he's good, yeah he may be good but you don't fit with us, just because you joined a group of popular kids doesn't make you any less of a loser." He snarls.  I push myself off the ground and get in  Owen's face. "What are you going to do? Hit me or something?" The rest of the team crowds around all of them taunting me and encouraging Owen to hit me. "You weren't going to stay after this year anyway, your to feminine to be athletic," Owen says and begins backing away from me.

"What did you just say?" I can feel the anger coursing through  me as I turn around."That you're like a girl." He says and smiles cockily. I don't really remember what happened after I charged at him,  I throw punches left and right and trying to rip Owen apart while the rest of the team yelled things at me to egg me on. I feel him kick me hard in the gut before hitting me hard in the chest. I try to shove him down but I'm tired and breathing heavy. "The little queer can fight huh?" One of the guys yells.

"Don't call me th-" My voice falters. I try to scream again but it's gone. I'm scared and try to say something, anything but I can't. The team takes this as a weak spot and I feel the back of my head collide with the turf. Maybe I can still fight them. But my energy is dwindling so I hold my arms up to my face as an attempt to protect myself as I feel something being kicked at me and realized it's the damn ball. The whole team is laughing at me and no one seems to care. I close my eyes wishing this moment would end.

"Get your hands off of him! You think your tough guys huh?" I sit up my head pounding and my vision blurred and notice Luke yelling at them. He starts pushing Owen in the chest across the field. "You okay?" I turn to see Ashton looking at me concerned. I try to speak again but nothing. "Cal?" I look at him trying to get across the fact that I'm hurt and humiliated but my voice won't work. "We're going to go home, let me get Luke." I hear people yelling a few feet away.  I notice Luke walking over and smiling really big, it's not until he comes closer than we notice he has a bruise across his cheek, his lip is bleeding,  and the start of a black eye. "Hey, Ashton guess what? I just got in my first fight!" He's so happy about it that neither of us can be mad. Ashton chuckles a little before inspecting his eye. "Let's get in the car."