In a Heart Beat

Chapter 8 - I'm so sorry

Hey guys! don't worry I'm not dead!

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Chelsea's POV

"Isn't it the girl who should be scared?" I say jokely.

"Yeah," He replies. "And then the guy does this." Ashton leans in and crashes His plump lips onto mine. What?!

Ashton! What the hell! He knows me and Luke are going out!

I push Ashton off of me. "Ashton, I know you probably had good reasons behind your.. unique.. action but you have to understand that I'm with Luke now, I'm so sorry," I gave Ashton a sympathetic smile as he face darkened in anger.

"Why does 'Pretty-Boy Luke' get all the beautiful, amazing girls, what about 'Little-Sensitive Ashy?' Huh! Why do I never get the beautiful, amazing girls! Seriously, is there a little sympathy in the world for poor Ashy? No! Karma gives 'Mean-Old Ashton' all the shit! Doesn't it!" Ashton started sobbing softly, I envoloped him in my arms and hugged him tightly. Letting his salty tears fall onto my black crop top.

Ashton no one thinks of you as 'Mean-Old Ashton'," I say lifting him of of my shoulder. Ashton sits up and nods. He reaches into his right pocket and pulls out his phone. Looks at something for a moment before shoving his phone in my face.

It was on a message screen, and the conversation was with Dylan, a guy who went to the same school as us. The textes were really mean. But why? I suddenly remembered that there were rumors that Dylan bullied a kid because he broke up with his sister. That kid must have been Ashton.

I looked at Ashton with tears in my eyes.

"How long has this been going on for? "

Ashton just shook his head. The messages read from last year to earliee this year.

"At least he stopped." I smile weakly at Ash.

"Ashton, don't listen to him, he doesn't know what a great person you are. You're amazing.... just the way you ar-" I started.

"Really! Did you have to quote Bruno Mars- Just..."

The Way You Are!?" Ashton replied snarkily.

"Hey now! It is a great song with a great story behind it- It doesn't matter what you look like, you are amazing to everyone, they just might not know it, or they might be afraid to admit it to themselves and others! Anyway just don't listen to Dylan! He's just protective over his sister. You are unique. Just remember that!" I smiled and kissed his cheek. He smiled back and reached his hand out to touch my face, caressing it with his thumb.

"I'm sorry, Ashy," I frowned.

I bring Ashton towards me and hug him again.

"You're nowhere near 'Mean-Old Ashton',

you're my 'Mr. Sweet and Nice Ashy' " I whisper to him, kissing the top of his head.

We hear a click, possibly the lock opening? I get up and jiggle the handle, it opened... YES! TIME TO CONTINUE THIS RACE AND WIN!

"Come on Super nice and sweet Ashy, we need to get off of our asses if we wanna win!"

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oml I didn't want to be this mean to Ashy.

I'm so sorry @heckie_carrots please don't kill me tomorrow at interschool!

your welcome for the update! xx

take it away @amazingtree123

~Brooke212