I thought I was the shy girl in school. I always thought the guy I was head over heals for would never like me. I was the girl who no one talked to. The girl who was bullied. It all started since my dad died. But then he liked me.
And everything changed.


18. Nothing to do.

Elli's POV:

I smile once I see Ashton peacefully asleep. I giggle as his curls fall in his face. "Why are you laughing?" Ashton groans and stuffs his face into the crook of my neck.

"Wake up." I laugh as I carefully push him off of me.

"But I wanna cuddle." Ashton pouts and kisses my cheek multiple times. I giggle and curl up into his chest. "That's better." He mumbles against my shoulder.

I smile and kiss Ashton softly. I turn around and notice that my scars are showing. I bite my lip and freeze as the flashbacks pop into my mind. "What's wrong?" Ashton asks concernly.

I shake my head. "Nothing." I mumble. I pull the blankets above my arms and stare at the far wall. I feel Ashton's hand slide into mine and he rubs circles on my knuckles.

"You're perfect." He whispers and kisses my neck softly. "So, what do you want to do today?" He asks as he plays with my hair.

I sigh and turn around towards him. "I don't know, lazy day?" I ask.

"We had lazy day yesterday. Remember?"

"But I want another lazy day." I whine. "There's nothing to do in the summer. I miss school." I groan.

"Lies, lies, lies. We both know you don't miss school and there is plenty to do in the summer." Ashton smiles. I roll my eyes and stuff my face in my pillow and whine. "My birthday is in the summer. It's coming up soon you know."

"I know." I mumble. "You have the same birthday as my dad." I turn onto my side and stare at the far wall again. "I never wanted to tell you because I thought I would be able to forget about it by the time your birthday came."

"I'm so sorry." Ashton whispers. I continue to stare at the wall and stay silent. Ashton takes my hand in his again and holds it tightly. "I love you." He whispers against my shoulder.


I sit in front of my piano and play a few keys before I stand up again. I walk around my room as stand in front of my mirror. I fix my beanie and zip up my sweatshirt before I make my way back to my bed. I'm absolutely bored out of my mind. Ashton is out with Calum doing something and Chloe is with Luke. I sigh as I take my laptop from the edge of my bed.

I hear a slight knock on my door and I look up to see my mom. "Yeah?" I ask as I continue to type on my computer.

"Just wanted to see what you were doing. I know you have to be bored." She says as she walks in. I nod and close my laptop. "Do you seriously have nothing to do? It's summer for gods sake." She says.

"Well, Ashton's out with Calum. Chloe is out with Luke like always. And I don't have any other friends so.." I trail off.

"What about Michael?" My mom asks. "Go play FIFA or something with him."

I roll my eyes and laugh and answer my phone as it rings. "Elli. Get your ass over here. We are playing video games now because I know you arn't doing anything." Michael says into the phone. "I have food. Be here in five."

I roll my eyes as I hang up the phone. "It's your lucky day, I have to go to Michaels house." I laugh as I find a pair of shoes and throw on a flannel.

"I'll see you later then?" My mom asks.

"Yeah," I smile as I walk out of my room and outside to my car.


"You're getting better at this." Michael says as we finish our last game of FIFA. "You're almost better than Calum."

"I still suck though." I laugh. Michael laughs and nods. "You're so mean." I say as I throw the controler at him.

"Hey! It was your choice to drive down here." He says as he shuts off the game. I roll my eyes and lay down on the couch. "Do you want me to text Ashton?" Michael asks from the other couch.

"You don't have to." I mumble against the pillow. "I'm gonna take a nap."

"Whatever you say." Michael laughs.

I don't know how to thank you all for all of the fans. I hope you all love the chapter. Love you allxx


Join MovellasFind out what all the buzz is about. Join now to start sharing your creativity and passion
Loading ...