Close As Strangers.

I love him, I do. I love him with every ounce of my body, I’m just tired. Tired of pretending that I’m okay and that I’m happy for him because, I’m not. I’m not happy for him and I’m certainly not okay.
Could you live without the love of your life for 6 months straight?.


2. Unpredictable.

-    Ashton’s POV – 

“I love you” I stated, but it sounded more like a question once it had left my lips and just as the conversation had begun it had ended. 


“The fuck?” I hit the table next to the computer, why didn’t she say it back? “Ash we’re on in 10” Michael walked in, “Hey, what’s up dude?” My eyes were glossy and my hand seethed in pain “Girls.” I said with anger. “Alexa?” he offered and I nodded slowly, head in my hands “She doesn’t love me anymore” I knew he would convince me otherwise but five months changes people I guess, I don’t blame her. “Dude she’s probably tired, leave it come on lets go have a good night” He offered me his hand which I grabbed pulling me into a hug “Cheer up man” he patted me on the back pulling me towards the stage. 

“HELLO LOS ANGELES” The crowed screams roared through the stadium. 


“How sick was that” Luke jumped around the dressing room obviously on an adrenaline kick, “Don’t ever say that word again Lucas, you aren’t cool” Calum slapped his shoulder “I agree with Calum, Luke” Michael laughed “Fifa?”, I just stood in the doorway wondering what the fuck I was going to do with the Alexa situation. Michaels smile was replaced with a frown “Go call her curly” He nodded towards me and I nodded back. Walking down the endless corridors I finally found an unoccupied room, leaving the lights off I sat behind the door and dialled her number. 
Shit time zone different, it’s 8:00pm here and 4:00am there. 

“Ash it’s 4:00am what do you want?”  Her voice was delicate, broken and she sniffed obviously had been crying. Shit this is more fucked up than I thought. I sighed heavily. “Five months, it’s been five months, all I need is that you hold on for one more month Alexa” I pleaded, I need to hear her say we could but all I was answered with was silence. “I can’t” her voice broken in the process and I heard tears run from her eyes. My heart broke into a million pieces. “We can” I argued. “Ashton it’s too much, I haven’t seen your face in ages” and just like that, Alexa gave up fighting for us. “Okay” was all I stated before ending the call. 


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