The to do List // 5sos

Sorry

In the Present

It's been two days since everything went down between us and 5sos. I've been feeling so guilty since then and I know the girls do to. I've finally conjured up enough courage to drive myself to the abandoned garage Ashton used to bring me to. I've missed the way he take us out here just to sit in silence away from all our life, just to bask in the presence of each other.

As I walked towards the door of the garage I felt my pulse speed up. Not wanting to make my presence known by peeking out through the small frame, I simply thought of just pressing my ear against the door. Once my ear came I contact with the cold wood I heard the loud sounds of the drums and cussing.

"FUCK!" I hear him yell. Shit. This is such a bad ideal, what made me think he would want to see me after what had happened. Without turning I backed away from the door, only to stumble over my foot causing me to fall making my presence known from the small framed window.

"Fuck it." I mumbled. Deciding it was tome to take charge, I opened the garage door only too see Ashton's huge muscles flexing up and down in the air. His huge hands wrapped around the sticks. His knuckles tightening around the sticks, causing them to morph into a pale lifeless color as he eyed me.

In of me mist watching him I realize one of the sticks have flown out if his hands and over to me. I pick it up off the off the floor tracing my initials that I had carved into his sticks when things between us was perfect.

"Hey I think you dropped something." I said referring to the stick in my hand.

"Yeah, I see that." He said in a sharp tone.

Walking towards him I held out his sticks. Snatching them from out my hand leaving a red mark in it's place from the friction.

"That's fucking it. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I said with annoyance in my tone.

Rising up from his seat, "What the fuck is wrong with me, did you really just ask that." Ashton was now directly in front of me bellowing into my face. "Because I recall you and your fucking friends were the ones with the fucking problem, manipulating us into believing your lies for fun." Feeling like a child as Ashton tall frame towered over me.

"You know that's not all what happened." My voice barely audible.

"Really, because it fucking felt like it." God I hate it when he yells. I could feel the tears getting ready to pour down my face it was like a volcano about to erupt. I tried to hold it back but before i knew it the volcano erupted... tears poured down my face like the rain in a storm. It had come and there was no going back. I quickly turned around headed back out the door. I knew this was a bad idea from the start. Feeling his warm hand gripped around my arm stopping me in my path. I felt his shadow in front of me, not wanting to make contact with him, I looked down at his opposite hand at his side. Wiping his thumb across my wet face to dry it up from the unwanted tears escaping my eyes, "You know I can't stand it when you cry." His voice full of sympathy. He gently pinched my chin bringing my face up to look into his, but I averted my eyes to the door dreading even being here. "Hey, look at me." Doing as told I looked into his sympathetic hazel eyes.

Even though my throat was still dry, I know I need to tell him something. Opening my mouth to try to speak but nothing came out but more tears. Feeling his strong arms wrapped around my back, pulling me into his chest. "Shh it's okay, I know your sorry. I'm sorry for how I reacted." But he shouldn't be sorry. Everything he said was the truth. Looking up from his chest, "No, it's was my fault, all of it." "It's okay, it's over now. I'm not over it but I'll try to move on from it." Not saying anything I just buried my head back into his chest.

After staying like that for a few minutes he spoke, "So is there anything you didn't complete?" Confused by what he had said. "What do you mean?"

"You know, the list?" He said as if it was the most obvious thing. "Oh yeah, there was a few."