Problems

"Head in the clouds, got no weight on my shoulders"
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When I was little, I thought life was perfect. But now, everything is a lie. I face things every single day ever since my mom died. About 80 percent of them involve my dad. He wants me to be something that I'm not, and it's stupid. I can't change myself, but in order to appease to him, I made this compromise with him. This compromise was worse than what he wants me to actually be. I've got 99 problems. But you, Ashton, won't be one.

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29. Satisfied

Instead of watching an entire series of Netflix, I got him to watch my favorite Disney movie growing up, Beauty and the Beast.

"So why was this your favorite?" Ashton asks as we walked into my living room with blankets and popcorn.

"Because my mother always called me her little Belle growing up. I can also relate to Belle on a high level." I answer with a smile sitting down.

"Because of your love for reading?" He asks and I nod.

"Plus I always get lost in stories thinking 'oh something will happen to me like this.' Minus the fantasy stories I've read."

He just nods and we get to watching the movie.

Ashton got very intrigued in the movie that when it came to the scene where Belle and the Beast/Adam had their dinner and dance, Ashton got up out of his spot and extended a hand out towards me. "May I have this dance, Belle?" He asks smiling.

Oh my god, he's being so gentleman-like. I chuckle and take his hand standing up. He holds my hand in one of his hand, his other around my waist and my free one on his shoulder.

We waltzed around my living room with Mrs. Potts singing "Beauty and the Beast (Tale As Old As Time)" and we laughed together while dancing. I remember he danced like this during that one slow song during homecoming.

When the song finished, we fell onto the couch laughing still. Just as that, Ashton's phone buzzed.

"I got a Facebook notification." He says looking at his phone. As he unlocked his phone, he then turned off his phone immediately and threw it onto the couch.

"What was that?" I asked.

"Amy. She sent me a nude over messenger." He answers going red. I'm can't doubt that while they were dating they probably exchanged nudes.

Why the fuck am I thinking of Ashton sending a dick pic?

"Why don't you just block her? Or better yet, report her?" I ask.

"She knows my Facebook password sadly. I shouldn't have chosen the world's dumbest password when I made my Facebook profile."

"Was it password1234?"

"No it was password1244." Okay that's pretty dumb.

"Wow."

"Yeah..." That's when I got an idea.

"Can I send her a Facebook message?" I ask smirking a little at the idea.

He sees my smirk and smirks along pulling out his phone and unlocking it. "Go on ahead."

I grab his phone and sends a message.

"Hi Amy it's Connor Watson. And first before you ask, no i didn't steal Ashton's phone. He let me use it to send you this message. First off, I don't think you understand that the simple phrase "it's over" means "it's over. Fuck off. I don't want to see you". Because that's what Ashton wants with you. To fuck off. In fact, as his friend, please fuck off my friend. And second, if you don't fuck off of us, just letting you know that Ashton can post those nudes unanimously and we can ruin your life with the power of social media. I would know that because that's what you did to me sophomore year when you said that I gave Aiden Argent a blowjob. Great rumor in the fact that it almost ruined my life. But I'm stronger than that person. And I'm sure stronger than you.

So with a kind heart and a knife almost in my hand from my silverware drawer, FUCK OFF!"

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It's been a month since I sent that message to Amy, and the only thing she really said was a reply that said "fuck off Watson I don't care that your sucking my boyfriend's dick because it's mine..." Blah blah blah. Ashton also changed his Facebook password to "austinpowersismeee" thanks to the creativeness of me.

Then during Thanksgiving break, word got out to the group via Calum that Marlee and Luke kissed!

I was doing some quick late hour editing for an AP Lit essay when I got a text from Cal. The convo went like this:

Cal: "CONNOR ARE YOU UP?!"

Me: "yes I am. What's up?"

Cal: "MAR AND LUKE KISSED!"

Me: "Wait what?! Cal please tell me you didn't pull the "now kiss!" meme."

Cal: "I DIDNT! IM AT A PARTY AND WE WERE PLAYING TRUTH OR DARE AND THEY WERE BOTH DRUNK LUKE SAID DARE AND A JOCK SAID TO MAKE OUT WITH MAR AND HE DID!"

That was when I stopped texting.

I couldn't believe Marlee Olsen, out of all people I know, would get drunk underage at a party. This is not my best friend that was described by Calum. I just pushed it off and went on with life.

It's now December, and winter break is in full swing.

Dad hang a couple of the holiday decorations hung up, but he decided to spend the two week winter break with one of his hoes. I know because I just know okay?

That and it's quite noticeable when there's a stranger in my house that's a woman, and I hear them at night.

But of course he told me he's spending it in New York. Without me.

Not like I wanted to go with him.

With that, Ashton asked if he can come over so here I am waiting for him while talking to Marlee on the phone.

"So are you and Luke dating?" I ask her walking around the living room.

"No! Okay yes we kissed but we would never date." Haha. "So when Ashton arriving?"

I look at the time on my phone. "Five minutes." And that's when I hear the doorbell ring. "Or now. I got to go." I hang up and run to the front door and open it. Ashton is standing in the doorway with a smile but walks inside saying a quick hi. I close the door and walk over. "So what did you want to talk to me about? School?" Nah, I want to think of sleep during this break. "Potatoes?"

He chuckles and holds up Water for Elephants. His smile is still plastered on his face and I think I know what's going on. "I finished the book."

I take a deep breath. I had this scene playing in my mind for the past month I hope I don't fuck it up. I look up at him and say "I don't have any questions."

His eyes widens. "Can't you look up questions online?"

"Screw that. Screw the questions, screw this entire bet, Irwin. I don't care if I lost this bet...I just want to kiss you. I have this feeling inside me since...since homecoming? Since some weird time? I don't care. I just...I don't know." I look up at him, praying to the gods above that I didn't mess up.

Ashton was looking into my eyes as he stepped closer to me, and I don't move. He placed one hand on my cheek and leans in slowly. I gulp and lean in also. He moves my head to the opposite side of the way he was tilting and just as he was centimeters away from my lips, I can feel his breath, he whispers, "Do you have any idea how much an elephant drinks?"

I knew that was a rhetorical question because after that I chuckled, closed my eyes, and his lips brushed gently against mine.

OH MY GOD THEY FINALLY KISSED WHY THE FUCK DID IT TAKE YOU THIRTY CHAPTERS FOR THEM TO KISS, MADDIE?!

Haha.

ANYWHO! It's finally summer and I'm officially a senior in high school! Wouldn't it be funny if I finished this when I'm done with high school? Then I would've been writing this story for three years.

OKAY THANKS FOR THE PATIENT WAITING!

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