Stay Close, Don't go > A.I.

Four

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I sit on my bed in my room switching through channels to see if anything good was on, since there wasn't I switched off my TV and flopped down on my comforter.
I look at the letter sitting on my desk which is the exact letter Ashton had given me earlier tonight. It was now 3:00 am and I couldn't get to sleep, thoughts kept bombarding me with the fact that Ashton actually apologized.

Maybe it was the fact that I was crying like a baby and he showed some sympathy? I don't know, I wish I hadn't cried like that in front of him

I look at my bandaged foot that the doctor had wrapped onto my foot since Luke's bandage had gotten gross so they threw it out, which was kind of sad
in a weird way. Luke wrapped that all by himself which was adorable.

I unwrap the stupid doctor bandage from my foot since I didn't want it on there anymore, I don't want those fucking crutches in my way for a whole week. I'll just limp a little, no biggie.

Ashton's POV:

"Can we stop playing Lego batman? I want pizza." I groan, arm around Kimberly's shoulder. She was texting some person on her phone and I knew that it was a boy but I shook it off.

"Bro just one more level." Calum said, eyes focused on the TV. He was playing with Luke and Michael.

Calum was one of my best friends, I've known him since kindergarten so were basically brothers. He's annoying as fuck though since he likes to always nag about me to not drink or smoke so much. Hah, like I give a shit. Michael is the same, he's tall and lanky (not as lanky as Luke though) who likes dying his hair and getting tattoos; But he's a pretty funny guy.

"Whatever." I say, grabbing Kimberly's jaw and kissing her straight on the lips. She giggled as she kissed back and started trailing her hand down my chest towards my belt. I jumped and stopped kissing her, focusing my eyes back on the screen. She gave me a frustrated look and scoffed getting up from the couch.

"Where you going?" I say to her.

"Home." She says. "I want to leave."

"Why? What did I do?" I get up from the couch and walk towards her, she goes into the kitchen and I follow her.

She shakes her head looks at me, "I'm trying turn you on for fucks sake ash and you refuse!" I stare at her and look down, she doesn't fucking know anything about me and I don't want to tell her what it is. I don't trust her enough to let her know what's going through my head.

"I'm just not feeling it tonight Kim." I say, looking down.

"We've been dating for 5 months and we haven't had sex once!" She screams at me, I shush her down so my mates won't hear her. God she's fucking annoying.

"Please go Kim." I look up at her. "Go home."

"Whatever." She scoffs and grabs her car keys; she heads out the door slamming it in the process

I run my hand through my hair in frustration and headed towards the fridge, I need a fucking beer.

I grab two beers because I really needed them tonight and headed upstairs, I didn't feel like hanging out with my friends anymore. I just wanted to be alone.
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I lay on my bed with my second bottle of beer since my first bottle I just chugged down, I'm a fucking mess. I'm not drunk or anything though, that would take about 10 beers to do that. I'm just conflicted and angry with myself. Kimberly is fucking angry with me because of my fear and it's all my fault, and that strange girl at school.. I made her cry for fucks sake because of my anger and now she hates my guts, I don't really care about her but I gave her an apology letter. Who the hell apologizes through a letter?