The boy that can't say anything (Lashton FF) Translation into english

The boy

I saw him, through the glass window of the pizzeria.

He was on the opposite side of the road and took the cat out of the bag. They saw in the direction in which I pointed with my finger.

"Ashton?" They both said at the same time.

"You know him?" I asked, confused. They nodded.

"Only from seeing. He lived next door to us with his family, "Cal said.

"He has 2 sisters and a mom," Mikey said.

"What about his father?" I asked.

They looked at both uncertain. "Guys?" I asked, confused and pulled an eyebrow.

"So ... uh, he's dead," Mike said softly.

"What?" I asked sadly.

"Car accident ... and many say that Ashton, has seen it all. And I tell you, the pictures on the internet were already really bad, I do not even want to know what it looked like in live, "Calum said sympathetically.

I looked sadly across the street, to the boy. He looked at the road, with a emotionless facial expression.

"I feel sorry, when did that happen? How old he was? "

" He's 16? "Calum said and looked at Mikey, of the confirmed with a nod.

"When he was 9, so 7 years ago." I saw horrified to my friends.

"How do you know all this?"

"Our landlady told us when we moved in here," Mikey said. I nodded understandable.

"And the pictures we found on the Internet, as we have been looking after the car accident," Calum said.

"Why have you been looking for it?"

"We were interested," Michael shrugged said.

We got our pizza and ate it.

I kept looking at the boy, who set himself on road edge and saw on the street.

Was he not afraid? His father died in a car accident and he is so close to a road where cars drive fast."

You okay?" Asked Calum and pulled me out of my thoughts so.

I nodded and looked back at the boy.

"You are interested in him," Michael grinned.

I felt the heat , in my cheeks and looked embarrassed, back outside.

"No, he does not," I mumbled.

"Awww, isn’t he cute" Calum laughed  

"Guys!" I warned them.

They laughed out loud, so I just grinned and shook my head.

"I think I should be going, it's late and I'm damn tired," I said.

"Jet lag" they both said at the same time and I nodded.

"Should we also go? I mean we are now living in the same apartment? "Asked Mikey.

"No it's Friday. Go on a  party"I laughed.

We said goodbye and I walked out of the pizzeria. I went across the street and kept looking at the smaller boy. I took a deep breath and decided to talk to him.

"Hey, I smiled at him as I knelt to him. He looked at me with wide eyes.

"May I sit with you?" I asked. He still looked at me, like i was an alien, but then he nodded slowly.  

I smiled and sat down next to him.

"You've just really scared me." He looked sadly at his fingers.

"Are you okay?" I asked sympathetically.

He looked at me again.

"Why don’t you talk to me?" I asked sadly.

He shook his head violently and stood up. I looked at him confused and stood up, only to see how he ran away again.

I sighed and went on my way home.

I had kept looking around, hoping to see him. But he was gone.  I heard laughter in the corner where I ran straight over. I stayed with a frown and went away back. I tore my eyes and immediately ran to the 5 people who entered on Ashton.

”Are you stupid!" I shouted at them.  They looked at me and started laughing. "What do you want?" One of the boys asked. I raised an eyebrow and went dangerously close to him.

I grabbed him by the collar and pushed him against the wall.

"I was wondering if you are stupid?" I hissed at him. He shook his head scared

"Why are you beating him? Do you have nothing better to do in your life? Go masturbate or something, but do this almost never again! "

They  looked at me all in shock and then quickly ran away.

I ran to Ashton, who was crying on the floor. But I did not hear a sob or similar. The tears ran silently and in streams down his cheeks. I picked him up in bridal style and wore him to my home.

I opened the door and carried him carefully into the apartment. I unlocked the front door and cautiously walked with him into the living room where I laid him on the couch. I knelt before his head back and stroked gently a few curls from his face.

"Sorry," I said softly. He looked at me quizzically.

"What happened to you. Where does it hurt, I had nursed it and then you tell me where you live, okay? "He nodded slightly.

He pulled his shirt up slightly and I could already see the first blue and purple spots. I ran a finger lightly on why he grimaced, Meets pain.

"Sorry," I said sympathetically and ran into the bathroom to get the first aid kit.

I went back to Ashton and took out the ointment.

He looked at me with wide opened  eyes.

"What's up? That's just cream, do not worry, "I laughed lightly.

He relaxed and I smeared some on my fingers.

"That will hurt  now..." He nodded and narrowed his eyes.

I distributed the cream gently on his soft belly. He had mild abdominal muscles, which really fascinated me, he was so ... thin, yet had muscles. I saw myself as I stare and pulled my hand away then. He frowned at me.

I washed the cream from my fingers and grabbed the first aid box away. His stomach growled. I smiled and looked at his red face.

"Are you hungry?" I asked with a laugh.

He shook his head quickly. I knelt before him and put my hands on his thighs as he sat up.

"Why are you lying to me?" He looked ashamed at his hands.

I sighed. "I'll make you a sandwich, okay? I live here just today and do not have much in my kitchen ".

He looked at me and nodded slightly. I grinned and gave him something to eat.

I went back to him and gave it to him. When he was done he hugged me briefly what made me smile.

"Why aren’t you talking?" He looked away and shook his head.

"Wait ... you cannot talk, do you?", I realized scared.

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