Sophie’s POV
School was over and Ashton and I were walking to the back of the school so we could walk home. As we walked we talked about little stuff, well it was more Ashton fawning at Luke while I listened nodding my head.
As you know our school is not homophobic, but there is always exceptions. And those exceptions just happen to be in the punk group with Michael. They use the ‘f’ word to hurt peolpe that I do not use at all, because people use it wrong and it hurts people’s feelings. I also hate when people use gay as an insult, it makes absolutely no sense. Gay people have done nothing to bug people and all people do is bug them. It’s truly unfair. Speaking of homophobic assholes, we walked passed the only homophobic group of students in the school.
“Hey sweet cheeks, what are you doing hanging out with the fag” the lead boy sneered
“Don’t call him that” I said though gritted teeth, turning around and glaring at them
“They aren’t worth it” Ashton whispered
“Call him what? A fag” the guy mocked “queer, cocksucker, do you want me to go on?” the guys smirked. I could see Ashton cringe at every word the guy spit out and it made my blood boil, but Ashton told me to go so we left.
Almost
Two of the guys pulled Ash back by his arms holding him, while the man guy came and stood in front of him. I went to attack the guy when one of his goons grabbed my waist pulling me back.
“Let go of me!” I screamed, struggling in the guy’s grip. The main guy stood in front of Ash smirking as Ash struggled in his goon’s grip.
“Maybe I can hit the gay out of you” the guy sneered, punching Ash in the stomach, he doubled over with a groan, still in the guys’ grip.
“NO! Let go of him!” I screamed slapping the guy’s arms. The guy ignored my pleas punching Ashton repeatedly, in the gut, face, jaw, stomach, anywhere he could find; while I screamed trying to get out of my trap.
“ANDREW” a deep voice yelled. We all turned to see Michael, Luke, and Calum standing there looking pissed.
“Let go of him” Luke growled. The guy holding me loosened his grip and I took my chance, stomping on his foot, hard. He let go of me grabbing his foot instead. I walked over to ‘Andrew’, he turned to my direction because of the commotion and I punched him right in his jaw. He stumbled back holding his jaw as everyone around us gaped at me.
“You little bítch” he sneered, wiping his mouth. He went to take a step towards me but Michael stepped in between us.
“Don’t touch her” Michael growled
“I wasn’t going to hit your little whore don’t worry” before Andrew could even roll his eyes, Michael punched him right across the face.
“Don’t you fúcking dare call her a whore again, got it?” Michael growled, I walked over to the guys who were still holding Ashton, when they saw me coming they immediately dropped Ash and he fell to his hands and knees with a groan. I ran over kneeling next to him sitting him up.
“Ash look at me” I whispered. He slowly looked up at me, and I almost burst into tears. Ashton’s eye was slowly turning black, his lip had a gash in it, his jaw was slowly turning black and his lip was already swollen. I didn’t even want to look at his stomach.
“Come on. Let’s try to get you up” I said putting his arm over my shoulder, and slowly standing up. When we got up all the way, I looked over and saw Luke and Calum holding Michael back as Andrew was getting held back by his friends. While they fought, I dragged Ash away, him walking slightly. When we were far enough away I started walking.
