Good Girls (Ashton Irwin)

Chapter 4

I walked to my locker, slamming my textbooks in my locker.

As soon as I closed it, I saw someone standing there.

"Holy Fuck!" Why did you-" Cutting myself off when I noticed who it was.

"Oh." I coldly said, as I walked away.

I felt a firm grab on my wrist, pulling me away.

"Aria, please."

I stood there quietly for the next few minutes realizing what I had done for the past few days. Ignoring everyone, Thinking about myself only, It felt horrible.

"Ashton, I'm so sorry. For the past few days, I've only been thinking about myself. And I-"

"Aria. Shut up." Ashton whispered leaning towards me.

I thought it was a kiss, but he had only leaned in to hug me.

I felt wetness on my cheeks, meaning I was crying.

"Ashton I'm so-"

"No Aria. It's my fault. I'm sorry I made you think about... that."

"Ashton. It's fine. Let's go." I whispered, while wiping my tears.

"Um, Okay."

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We reached the lunch table, and Luke was there.

"Luke, we need to talk." I said, pulling him over to the corner.

"Ashton and I made up."

"Oh thats-"

"No it's not okay. He apologized, and he hugged me."

"That's great!"

"No it isn't Luke. I wanted him to kiss me."

Luke's P.O.V

"I wanted him to kiss me."

I always suspected it. I always told Michael that I didn't care. But I did. It hurts, alot.

I wasn't being rude, but Aria could do so much better. Ashton doesn't treat her right. She was hurt. Every time I called her, She would be crying when I brought up Ashton. She could be with me. I could treat her right. I could love her.

"Luke, are you okay?" Michael asked, noticing my glaze towards Ashton.

"Yeah. Whatever."

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thats it i guess

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