Distance // Ashton Irwin

23. Emotional

"Have you left your bed yet?" Cleo asked.

"Nope."

"Are you going to?" She asked again.

"Nope."

She took a deep breath and I could hear her sighing through the phone.

"Seriously woman, you can't let some stupid boy make you feel like this! If I were there Id be kicking your ass out of bed and making you eat ice-cream with me and watch funny movies that we've probably seen a 1000 times" said Cleo, rasing her voice and trying to get her point across.

"Look." She spoke again. "You don't need him bringing you down, you've got me and I'll always be here." She finished.

"Cleo. I know that you are here for me and I love you more than you could possiby imagine.. I just can't get rid of this horrible feeling and Iv never felt so pissed off in my life "

"Holly! Laying in bed all day isn't going to make you feel any better. You'll just feel worse and end up over thinking."

"Mm." I arose from my bed and took a deep breath before walking down the stairs, my phone still close to my ear.

"I'm out of bed."

"Good!" Cleo yelled. "Now, what is on your agenda for today?" She asked.

"Pizza. Eating lots and lots of pizza and continue to be an anti social bitch."

"Holly!" Cleo yelled again.

"Get over it Cleo, I'm out of my bed but I refuse to leave my house. I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here forever if I have to" I replied.

"Okay but just at least think about what you're doing and ask yourself if its the right thing? I know you fell for him and now you feel broken but ask yourself if locking yourself away from everything and everyone is the best way to respond to the situation." Said Cleo.

I mumbled "okay." and 5 minutes later we ended the phone call. Cleo was worried about me and she hated the way that I was acting.

For days I had done practically the same thing and today was the first day in a week since I had actually made an effort to leave my bed. Only because Cleo wouldn't stop nagging me until I did.

I wish that all these feelings would just go away, I hated feeling like this. And I hated him, I really HATED him.

I had decided to watch a little bit of tv and as I sat there glued to the TV, my phone started buzzing.
'What does Cleo want now?' I muttered under my breath, but as I looked at the caller Id, I saw that it wasn't Cleo.

It was Ashton.

I stared at my phone for a few seconds before finally deciding to answer it.

With shaky fingers, I pressed the green button and held the device up to my ear.

"Hhh-hello?" I finally answered.

"Holly." I heard Ashton speak.

"What do you want." I said raising my voice slightly.

"I'll be home tomorrow, do you want to talk? We need to talk" he answered.

I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

"I don't want to talk, I don't even want to see you! After everything that you told me. I just want you to leave me alone." I finally spoke and then ended the call.

There was no way I wanted to see him. Did he realise how I felt? Did he realise how broken I was?

I felt stupid. I was feeling like this because of a stupid guy. A guy who I wasn't even dating, a guy who didn't even want a relationship. What did I expect?

I finally put my phone down on the coffee table infront of me and continued to watch TV.