Wait || Ashton fanfic ||

Different

My mom took my unexpected trip to the land of alcohol very easy. It was my first big party and my first time getting totally wasted so my mom was okay with it as long as I didn't do it again.

Yeah right.

My dad never got to know because he was out that weekend doing an interview. He worked as a reporter and was pretty much out, travelling, most of the time, so I didn't see him that much. My mom agreed on me saying that we shouldn't tell him. We both knew that he wouldn't handle it the same way as my mom did.

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When the weekend ended my hangover was pretty much over but I still had a major headache when I arrived at school. Having geography didn't really help on my headache, but I soon reached lunchtime and rushed to the cafeteria, getting a big sub, some juice and an apple before sitting down at my spot at our usual table. Ivy and Nida quick joined me and we started small talking. Later on Luke and Lydia joined us being all couplely again. Urgh. She hid her face in his shoulder laughing and being enchanted. He smiled and gave her small kisses on her cheek. Again urgh. Even though I might have realized that I don't need a boyfriend, I still wanted one. Holding my hand, kissing my cheek. And for the third time urgh.

I remembered my moment with Calum and suddenly started smiling like an idiot. He cared. The words sounded good in my head so I kept repeating them. "Why are you all frisky?" Ivy laughed. She might be quiet but secretly, she was the weirdest of us all.

"I am just, you know, happy"

"Okay, you can tell us now or you can discuss with us until you give up and then tell us" Nida interrupted the conversation.

"Okay, I might or might not got totally wasted last weekend and ended puking-"

"You what!?" Nida yelled causing me to shush her. "What, where, how?"

"I got upset because I saw Ashton with this pretty girl and ended up going to that party you told me about, and then I accepted this brownie a guy offered me and, and... I don't remember much after that, just that I started puking and then, then..."

"Then what!?" Ivy almost yelled also exited now.

"Then Calum came, and he helped me and cleaned me up after I puked"

"Then what?" Ivy said and I just shrugged. I didn't want them to know about Calum. Calum was my secret and something was telling me that we were gonna meet again and I wanted him to be the friend nobody knew about (in a non sexual way). Ivy gave me a suspicious look but let it go and started a new conversation. I smiled, relieved that Ivy didn't ask further about it. My eyes crossed the table and found Nida sitting with a disgust face and with hints of sweat on her forehead. What was wrong? Was it something that I said?

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The day rolled by and before I knew it I was walking home with Ivy. We walked past the college beside our school and oh my fucking god. I was drooling all over my self as the hot bodies were crossing my way. I could pin every one of them to my dashboard and just look at them all day. It was like, pin, pin, pin, ect... Even Ivy was star-struck. She almost stumbled from the hotness also drooling like crazy.

"Oh my gosh" she stammered out as a topless one walked past us. It was like being in hot-guy heaven and made every high school guy look like a pimpled freak. We were sophomores, so college guys were like an unreachable source of hotness.

Then my mood suddenly dropped when seeing those-goddamn-curls again. This time they were walking next to a brunette. Wait what? A brunette. Not a blonde. I was not the only one being confused.

"Didn't you say that you saw Ashton with a blonde girl?" Ivy said.

"I though so, maybe I looked wrong" But I was sure I didn't. This was definitely a different girl, but I didn't wanna talk about it. I needed to figure this out before I started sharing it with others. I didn't wanna judge Ashton. Those girls could be his friends. Fuck it, they weren't. I could see it in his way of looking at her, like all he wanted to, was to undress her right there, and I could see that he knew how she looked naked. A player? Really? No, don't judge.