Chapter 8

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Abby's p.o.v

I hate myself. It was because of me that people were scolding ashton. They call him the nastiest things and I can't stop blaming myself for it. I was the one who told Britney about his band. Now the whole school knew because of that big mouth she has.

I wanted to apologize to him, but I was worried that I would scare him away again. I don't want to bother him, he's really nice. But I knew it was the right thing to do.

"What do you want?" Ashton asked as I walked up to him, shoving books in his locker.

"I just want to say I'm sorry," I told him, meaningfully.

"Why would you be sorry for me?" Ashton asked, completely dumbfounded. It was cute.

"I was the one who told Britney about your band. I was trying to defend you, but then she told everyone. I couldn't stand hearing what people were saying about you. You don't deserve any negativity. You're band is wonderful," I explained.

"It's alright. I know I'm weird. I know youtube is considered strange. But I enjoy it. I don't care what people say. Being with my band mates is the only way I'm happy," he told me.

I was surprised he took everything so well.

"Are you sure you're okay? I-I just wanna say that no matter what everyone else says, I think you have talent. I hope you become famous one day."

He smiled. A real genuine smile. All I see is fake smiles nowadays. I couldn't help but smile back.

"Oh and by the way, keep up with those tutorials. I love learning how to braid my hair and stuff," Ashton said and immediately regretted it. I don't think he wanted me to know.

I just kept laughing. He was really funny.

"You watch my youtube videos? I thought no one knew about them," I asked him. He seemed a little embarrassed. I couldn't stop blushing for some reason.

"Yeah. I never told anyone," he replied.

"Thank you. It's kind of my secret."

"I always hold onto secrets. I know the value of them," he told me.

I kept wondering what was so intriguing about this boy. No one else might see through the awkwardness, but I can. It's hard to find real people these days. People actually capable of keeping promises, showing feelings and opinions. All I see is plastic walking through these halls.

End of Chapter 8

Aww this chapter is cute

||searra

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