Calum's POV
"Hey Ashton." "Hey." What was with him he's not as talkative as usual but hey, I'm not complaining. It can be extremely annoying when he doesn't stop talking. I mean I drowned out of his (one sided) conversation but he talked about something for three and a half hours last Tuesday before he realised I wasn't listening. But really something is up with him.
"Ash, you ok?" "Yeah I'm great, just tired. I was up all. night talking to my family." "Oh, ok." I didn't see why not to believe him. I mean he's done this before. Last month he did it three times. He did this a lot on tour. "How about you go and take a nap, I'll wake you up when we get to McDonald's for dinner." "Ok."
Ashton's POV
I hate to lie to him, but he lied to. I told him that I would, but wasn't. I went to the bathroom and pull out a sharpener since it's to hard to clean a razor. I pulled out the screw and threw it out along with the plastic cover. The blade pressed down hard on my skin, the first strike scared me. Why was I starting this again...
Sorry it's a short chapter. Hope you're enjoying it though.
-EJStar568
