When we got there, I realized how much I actually love Ash. He's so kind to me, and he takes me on all these romantic dates, and he'll kiss me in front of fans. He's just so perfect! I actually think I'm falling for him. My thoughts were cut off by Ash kissing my cheek.
"Yah?" I said smiling
"Ready as I'll ever be." Once I said that he got out and jogged to my side of the car, opened the door, and unbuckled my seatbelt for me. How sweet. He grabbed my hand and lead me to the door.
"We walked in on Luke talking about me."
"I just miss her so much! I can't believe she left-" Michael coughed cutting him off. Luke looked over and saw me and Ash holding hands. I saw a sad expression come across his face. I felt sorry for him. But at the same time I didn't. I love Ash, not Luke. He looked at my wrist, I saw a tear escape his eye. He knew it's because of him. All the scars, I've been trying to stop cutting, but I've made an agreement with Ash. If I'm happy I don't cut. But now, I'm sad. I let go of Ash's hand and showed myself to the bathroom. I pulled out a razor, and pressed it against my skin. One, two, three, four, five. Five cuts. I cleaned them up, and went back downstairs. Ash saw the new fresh cuts. He took me into the kitchen, where we would be alone.
"I felt sorry for him."
"So you hurt yourself?"
"Don't cry baby." He kissed me, I kissed him back, things were about to get a little heated, when I heard someone cough. It was Luke,
"I just wanted to get some juice." We moved away from the fridge and let him get his juice. "Sorry for interrupting what ever that was."
"It's okay." I said. He looked at my wrist, held my hand and kissed every single cut and scar. Let me remind you Ash is watching this go down! I pull my hand away. "I can't, we can't, I'm with-"
"-Him" he cut me off.
"Yah 'him'" Ash said. Ohhh! Shit bout to go down!