Ashton. He's the only boy in my entire life to make me feel like such an idiot. He's good at it too. He pulls you in and before you know it he's got you pinned against a wall, kissing you violently.
I was such an idiot to think he might change for me. I knew what I was getting myself into. But by the time I realized what was happening it was far too late.
I don't understand how he does it, yet he does it with such ease it amazes me. Any girl he meets, he tries to steal her heart, and it's not very hard for them to immediately fall in love with him. I know. It happened to me. I fell in love with him only to be heartbroken by him. Along with multiple other poor girls who never got over it.
I however, being the brainy loser I am, had to keep our relationship a secret. For me. For the few friends I had. For Ashton.
It wasn't long after we met that Ashton had me wrapped around his finger. Couldn't get him off my mind. Couldn't bare the thought of him breaking my heart. But he did. I saw it coming but did I think about what could happen? No. That was my first mistake.
The things I did with him are by far my greatest regrets. Some things were said and done that, if I had the chance to go back to, I would make myself stop, knowing the consequences.
What really breaks my heart is that he didn't even care. I cared though. I probably cared more than I should have. I really cared. He only wanted me. For a few nights.
My mom never found out. As far as she knew Ashton was my friend. Nothing more. But was that true? Nope. Ashton is the reason her 'perfect little angel' is no longer a virgin. Ashton is the reason I will never consider myself a good girl ever again.