Confessions [a.i]

Chapter 1

*6 months later*

'5, 6, 7, 8' yelled Ashton, playing the drums fiercely as the boys played their instruments and sang into their mics. It's been about 6 months since what happened, and Ashton decided to join a band that was looking for a drummer, trying to start over. He figured that playing the drums let out all of his anger and stress. The boys didn't know that he was depressed or that he cut himself, no one did, actually. Only he did. He planned to keep it that way. He planned to hide behind a fake smile and a fake laugh. He planned to stay strong for the fans, he didn't want or liked if they hurt like he does. He couldn't even bare to see girls with scars on their wrists when he met them. Enough about sad stuff though, let's move along, yeah?

By now the guys had started to goof off. Michael was chasing Calum around the house because Calum kicked Michael in the balls. Luke layed upside down on the couch, playing FIFA, and well- Ashton wasn't really in the mood to socialize. So he sat on his phone, scrolling through Twitter and interacting with fans and stuff. He loved to show them that he actually cared. He cared more about them than himself. Calum came running over to Ashton, hiding by him.

"Ash!! heLP ME!" Calum said frantically, holding onto Ash.
Ash giggled, hiding Calum behind him.
Michael came running by, looking around the room.

"Where'd that little fucktard go." He yelled / said. Ash giggled. Michael turned, looking at him.

"Maybe you should check outside, by the pool." Ashton shrugged, playing on his phone. Michael nodded, running outside. Calum quickly got up, locking the doors and windows.

"Phew! Thanks, daddy." He winked at Ashton, walking away to Luke. Ashton shook his head, laughing a bit. Michael ran back to the door as he saw Calum. He began jiggling the handle to the door, trying to open it. Ashton looked up from his phone, watching as Luke and Calum were laughing their asses off. Ashton just smiled a bit, turning back to his phone. He locked his phone and got up, walking to the door and opened it for Michael. Michael glared at Ashton and Ashton gave him an innocent look. Michael then ran past him and tackled Calum, both of them yelling and screaming. Ashton shook his head and wandered to the bathroom.

After doing his business, he washed his hands and studied himself in the mirror. You could tell that obviously something happened. He went from a puny boy with short-ish hair, acne, and awkwardness to an actual 'man' with muscles, curly hair that he started let grow, and a little bit of stubble. People never question the drastic change, but Ashton was the only one who knew why. He did it because he wanted to change. He figured that if he changed then he'd forget. Well, guess what? He still hasn't forgotten the accident. It still stood around in the back of his mind. And tomorrow marked 6 months since it happened. Ashton knew it was going to be a bad day. Hell, everyday was a bad day in his opinion, well at least most of the time.

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SHORT ISH CHAPTER!! So I've had this chapter in my drafts since I've written the prologue and honestly xkksxmnsms sorry if it sucks ass!! Im going to try and update everyday, but if I don't do that then I'll at least update whenever I get some reads! So share with your friends, maybe?? Thanks babes!

ALSO!!
I might end up writing a bad boy Calum fanfic soon! So stay tuned for that!