falling. (ashton)

Turning around

This book is going by fast, I'm sorry. And I'm sorry it's so extremely cheesy. I'm trying to slow it down a bit. I love you guys.

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{michaels pov}

Maybe I should just have left her alone, or let her decide what she does.

She didn't like the fact that I was bringing people over. She knows what she wants, right?

Maybe I should turn around, and go back.

She knows what she wants. She wants to be alone.

So I'll let her.

{Ashton's pov}

I need to talk to her, I need to go to her place.

I need to apologize. I just need to talk to her. I need her to know that I care.

Because I care. I didn't at first, but I do now.

God if anything happens to her, I don't think I'll be able to forgive myself.

I see in the distance Michael walking back. What the hell? Shouldn't he be with Ellie? Is Ellie okay? Shit.

"Why aren't you at Ellie's?" I ask. "I figured she wants to be alone."

No. She can't be alone.

"Michael drop me off at Ellie's." He nods and we get in the car.

The car ride was silent. I think that's a good thing because I didn't know what to say.

He drops me off at her house, no cars are there.

She mentioned how she didn't have a car, so she's probably home alone.

That doesn't make me feel better. God knows what she could be doing.

I knock on the door, no answer. I ring the doorbell, still no answer. So I tried to open the door. And thank Jesus Christ it was unlocked. I opened the red door, and stepped inside.

"Ellie?" I said in my normal voice. "Ellie? I'm sorry." No response.

God what did I do?

"Ellie!" Where is she? I finally find the stairs. I walk up them almost tripping, because I'm trying to move fast.

I finally find what I think is her bedroom and attempt to turn the doorknob.

It's fucking locked.

"Ellie? Look I'm sorry."
No response, what a shocker. "Ellie please open the door, I just want to talk to you."

I'm standing with my body up against the door, when I hear a little bit of a whisper.

"El, speak up I can't hear you."

She opens the door quickly, catching me off guard. She steps forward making sure I know that she's mad at me. "Ashton, what did I do."

God damn it. It is my fault. I knew it. "El- can I call you that?"

She thinks for a bit, and shrugs. "I don't care, I just want to know what I ever did to you. I've been at the school for a little over a week and it seems like your main priority to make me upset. God damn it ashton, it's working. I've smoked more than I ever did before, and-"

I do the first thing that's on my mind, and force my lips, on hers.