Ashleys POV
It's been a rough week so far. But today is gonna be GREAT. It has to be. It's the 3rd month that Taylor & I have been friends.
I honestly have a huge crush on him.
I'm laying in bed watching his Vines. Out of over 1M girls, he chose me... I'm really lucky to have Taylor. About a month ago I relapsed. (For those who don't know its when you havent cut in months, and then start again.)
Taylor hasn't left my side..Except during the week. For school. I decided on being homeschooled...
I hear someone coming upstairs which snaps me out of my thoughts. I click my texts and theres nothing.
Then my door opens. And I get major butterflies.
"Hey babe. You okay?" Taylor greets me.
"Yeah.." I reply.
I slide over while he's taking his vans off and puts his bookbag down.
He slips into the bed next to me and smells like Dillons colougne.
"Hug Dillon lately?" I giggle.
"Duh, he's tha BFF." He says in a girly voice.
"Oh my. Are you hungry?" I ask him.
"Sorta. You wanna go out and get something?" Taylor asks.
"Sure, I just gotta get ready.." I whisper.
"Okay. Well you get ready. I'm gonna check Twitter and Instagram." Taylor says.
"Okay," I smile.
I crawl outta bed and fall onto the floor and laugh at myself.
I get up and go to my closet to change my pants. I'm in Taylors basketball shorts, because I was too lazy to change out of them this morning.
"Tay?" I say too loudly.
"Whatttt?" He says sighing.
"Is it chilly out? Or hot?" I ask.
"In the middle.. I'd say." He responds.
I decide on a pair of ripped skinny capris, and a belly shirt that says 'Caniff.' On the back. Then I put on my brown flip flops from AE, and sit down in front of my body mirror on the floor to do makeup.
I turn on music and I'm singing my heart out while putting on my powder to set everything.
I feel a pair of arms wrap around my waist and see Taylor smiling in the mirror.
I put my power down after I close it and lean back into him.
"Getting ready is so much work." I whine.
"You didn't need makeup babe, you looked fine." He says and kisses my forehead.
I blush.
When the hell is he gonna ask me out?!
*Skip to at Chipotle*
I just got a drink and Taylor got guac and some chips (I've never been to Chipotle so idek if they have that. Ahahaha)
Taylor looks up at me.
"I have a question." He states.
Oh my god.. Is he gonna ask me out? Please do it Taylor..
"What is it?" I say smiling.
"What should I get Cam for his birthday?" He asks.
Fuck me. I got my hopes up. -.-
"Um. I haven't got a clue. Maybe give him money? Or a party? I dont know. I haven't met Cameron." I reply dissapointed.
He notices cause he asks me what's wrong.
"Oh..Nothing. Luke called me and said that Aaron tried fighting him..It's still on my mind." I lied.
"Oh. Typical Aaron." He said and went back to the few chips he had left.
"Yeah.." I said awkwardly.
*two weeks later*
Aaron facetimed me last night.
He called me a whore. A bitch. A little princess who just wants a dick in her and then she'll drop him right after.
I haven't even had sex yet. What the hell. I didn't tell Taylor. I didn't want him to worry.
It's 1pm. Taylor should be home in an hour and a half.. I have enough time to do what I want...
I get up and go to the bathroom.. I open the medicine cabinet..And I take out a pill bottle.
I sit on the edge of the counter and open it.
I start feeling lightheaded before I can even take out a blade..
*5 minutes before Taylor get home*
I wake up and check my phone.. Im in the bathroom on the floor with the bottle of little sharpener blades on the floor next to me..I see them and the thoughts come back.
I pick one up. It's clean. I'm 2 days clean, about to be 0. I take the blade and hold it to my thigh, and draw it across my thigh 3 or 4 times. The blood comes rushing out. Then I do it more than 4 times on my wrist.
One cut, Two cut, Three cut, four, what's a few more? I do it till my arms dripping in blood. I hear footsteps coming towards the bathroom..Oh no.
Taylors here.
I start crying..
What the hell did I do...
He opens the door and gives me a really sad look.
"Ashley! Oh my god. WHY?!" He says picking me up and putting my arm into the tub and running the cold water.
"OUCH TAYLOR LET GO. You're hurting me!" He had my arm under the water and it stung like crazy.
"I gotta wash the blood off before your mom comes home and sees you like this!" He yells and starts getting teary eyed. He grabs gause and medical tape.
He pats my arm dry and is crying at this point. I've been crying.
He wraps the tape over the gause that he placed on my arm.
He picks me up and brings me to my room.
"Why?" He asks once he's shut my door.
"A...Aaron called me tons of names. And I couldn't help but think of it all day. Look at the texts from him on my phone.." I whisper due to me crying.
"Don't ever do this again! Okay? I love you." He says.
He loves me?
"You love me?" I ask..
"Yes. I have something downstairs for you. If you promise to be able to walk down the stairs you can find out now." He says with a serious voice.
"I promise, I'll try." I say excited but in pain.
"Stay here." He says and leaves to go downstairs.
I'm so scared he's gonna have another girl down there..
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HEY GUYS. Sorry this chapter involved depressing shit. I promise not every chapter will involve that. I'm sorry I missed last week! I was at a friends all weekend and has appts all week.
I hope I can update again in the morning or sometime tomorrow.
BUT,
Comment what you think is gonna be downstairs. :D The next chapter won't be too long, It'll be a filler. I'm sick and I'm not supposed to be on the laptop. so.
YEAH. See you sexy people next chapter! :) -Jess.
