Don't go || m.c

23

I wake up early from Ashton hitting me with a pillow, "wake up or we'll be late," I knew kids sports were early but not 7:30 early, this is just ridiculous. "You can go in your pyjamas and we can watch from the car," I groan, giving up.

When I sit up Ashton hands me a cup of coffee, I drink it all before I get out of bed but I don't feel anymore awake, "what's your brother's name again?" I ask so I know who to cheer for.

"Harry." I quickly have a shower, the game doesn't start until 8:30. Once I'm ready we jump in Ashton's car and go to his house and pick up Harry before going to the oval, "good luck!" Ashton yells out the window when Harry's running off. I'm not into sport so I have no idea whats going on but when Ashton tells me they've gotten a goal I cheer. It ends and Harry's team wins, "well done!" I call out.

"Ah fuck," Ashton complains.

"What?" I ask slightly worried.

"His dickhead coach is keeping him back to talk to, he's an alright coach and knows the game but his an asshole, I'm not getting out of the car if he's there."

"I'll get Harry," I jump out of the car and walk over to Harry and the coach. "Come on Harry, I'll convince Ashton to let us get milkshakes because you played well," I say, I just have a craving for milkshakes.

"Harry, introduce me to your sister," the coach says.

"She's not my sister," he says, the look of his coach is creepy, he could easily pass for a greasy car sales man. "Her name's Lil."

"Hello Lil, that's a pretty name, it suits you," even though his words are sweet he sounds creepy, I can't even reply I'm too scared. He grabs my hand and kisses it, I hold back the urge to say ew. He leans in close, placing his hand on my ass and whispers, "we could go somewhere more private, the bathroom is just at the end of the oval."

I'm sweating and can't say anything, I'm so scared and I just want Micha- Ashton, I want Ashton to save me. Just then I feel a hand on my lower back, "are we okay here?" I hear Ashton's voice but I can't move. The guy mumbles and steps back a bit, "you alright babe?" Ashton asks, I nod my head as we go back to the car.

"So can we get milkshakes?" Harry asks, completely oblivious to what had just happened, or what could've happened.

"Sure, we can get milkshakes." We go into town and order our milkshakes, I fight with Ashton about who's paying, he wins but I slip a five dollar note into his back pocket. Both Harry and Ashton finish their milkshakes basically straight away. "What's the time?"

I check my phone, "almost 12."

"Can we have lunch?!" Harry asks excitedly, "I want American food, I've had so much Vegemite."

"Have you ever had an American hot dog?" I ask, craving one myself, Harry shakes his head, "there's a hot dog stand a block from here and this time I'm paying." Harry runs out of the store and we walk behind him, me still drinking my milkshake. Once we have our hot dogs we walk over to the park.

"Thanks, mum hardly ever lets him get anything," Ashton says. We play leap frog in the park and people stare but I don't mind. I like trying to see what I'd look like from someone else's point of view. A small boy in a football outfit, a teenager covered in tattoos and piercings and a girl with a lot of skin showing compared to others in the park and dark eyeliner, all playing leap frog in a park, strange combination.

I like watching Harry jump over Ashton because Ash has to try and be so small and it's hilarious. "We have to go," Harry says abruptly, I look questioningly at him, "that girl goes to my school, we have to leave." Ashton starts running away, Harry and I exchange looks before running after him, he doges through trees before he darts into the playground. We join him and start playing on the spider.