Falling Too Hard

Kelly Hutson is known by her friends as "The Listener". If you have a problem, she'll be right there to comfort you. But what happens when her friends don't listen to her? --- So yeah, this is an Ashton fanfic. Hopefully I'll actually finish this story. Of course, support from readers would really motivate me!


5. Again

Chapter Five

When I woke up on Monday morning, I didn’t know what to expect. I was prepared to have my dad drive me to school, for I wasn’t sure if Sasha was too wrapped up with her boyfriend to even think of picking me up. But thankfully, she remembered. I cautiously hopped into the car, looking to see if Ian was inside first. But he wasn’t. The moment she saw me, Sasha launched into a story of how wonderful her weekend with Ian was. I couldn’t get a word in edgewise, and I was somewhat glad. I don’t know what I would have said to her. Maybe I’m stubborn, but I remember when people insult me. But Sasha seemed to have forgotten all about it. Staring out the window, I shook my head. Oh well.

The minute I walked into the building, I noticed that Ashton was at my side. Sasha was still talking, so we just smiled at each other. Too caught up in her own world, my friend didn’t notice the newcomer until a few minutes had past. “Oh!” she cried when she saw Ashton. “Hello, didn’t see you there. How you doing?”

Ashton smiled. “Fine.” He looked down at me. “Did you have fun on Saturday?” he asked.

“Oh yeah,” I said, grinning. “I had a great time.”

“Good,” Ashton said. He was about to say something else when the bell rang. “Oh, got to go to class. See you at lunch, okay?”

I waved as he walked away. Sasha turned to me, eyebrows raised. “I’ll tell you later,” I promised as I walked down the hallway towards my English class, “Okay?”

“Okay,” I heard Sasha call from behind me. “I’ll see you in Science, and we can talk then.”

Maybe Sasha wasn’t such a bad friend after all.


Two months passed, and soon it was the week before winter break. All of my teachers had decided to pile tests into this week, and I was not happy. If I wasn’t taking a test, there was rarely a moment that I wasn’t studying.

Lunch tray in one hand and textbook in the other, I glanced around the cafeteria, looking for Ashton and his friends. When I found them, I made my way over and sat down next to Lisa, who pulled up an empty chair for me. I sat down, head buried in my textbook, when I felt someone slam into me.

“Kelly!” I looked up to see Sasha in tears, fist beating on my shoulder.

“What’s wrong?” I asked her.

“Ian broke up with me,” she sobbed.

“Oh,” I said awkwardly. “Just now?”

“YES!” she wailed. “In front of all of his friends, too.”

I stood up and let her take my chair. I had an important test next block, but I think I had studied enough. “It’ll be okay,” I reassured her. “He didn’t deserve you anyway.”

“BUT I LOVED HIM,” Sasha wailed. I looked nervously around the cafeteria. Many people were looking our way, weird expressions on their faces. Nevertheless, I continued in attempting to cheer Sasha up.

A few moments later, Ashton walked up to us. “Is everything alright?” he asked. While Sasha sobbed, I told him what happened. “Oh, I’m sorry,” he said to her. “Here,” he said, offering a napkin to use as a tissue.

“Thanks,” my friend said as she dried her eyes. She sighed. “It’s just…” she trailed off. Her eyes focused on my tray of practically untouched food. “Hey, can I have this?” she asked me. “I’m starving, and it certainly wouldn’t hurt if you missed a meal or two.”

I stood there, dumbstruck. What did she just say? After all that I just said, did she just... Ashton tried to catch my eye, but I didn’t look at him. “Yeah, sure, take it,” I said bitterly. “I don’t care.” I glanced at my watch. “Oh, time to go,” I muttered. “World History test, here I come.”

I grabbed my bag and textbook and headed out the cafeteria. I would be a few minutes early to class, but that didn’t matter. I just had to get out of there.

“Kelly!” I heard someone call from behind me. Ashton jogged over to me, frowning. “Are you okay?” he asked.

“Yeah!” I said, struggling to put on a fake smile. “It’s too bad that Ian broke up with Sasha, but she’ll be fine in a day or two, don’t worry. I’m experienced in this sort of thing.”

Ashton shook his head. “Listen, I don’t care about Sasha right now. I’m asking if you are okay. What she said back there…”

I sighed. “Yeah, well, she’s right. There’s no use evading the truth. I’m fat, and that’s all there is to say about it.” The bell rang. “Now listen, I have to get to class, but we’ll talk later, okay?” I forced another smile.

Ashton looked upset. “Kelly…” But I was gone.


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