│Two Players│*

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"Sometimes even to live is an act of courage." 

Two Players

~Ash~

"I'm injured, not disabled!" I snap at Darren who is carrying me up the stairs to my room while Austin follows us, laughing at me. I glare at him and he smirks.

"I'm just doing what dad told me" Darren says setting me down on my bed.

"Why don't you go fuck yourself?" I snap and he chuckles.

"Oh wait... you can't because you're fucking Sophia" I say and Darren turns red.

"Shut up" he mutters and I smile.

"Sure thing Danny boy" I say ruffling his hair.

"Two things, my name isn't Danny-"

"Well it is now Danny boy" I cut him off.

"And I'm not fucking Sophia, I'm dating her" he says and I roll my eyes.

"Same thing" I say dismissively. Darren goes away leaving me alone with Austin. I lay on my bed with my iPod in hand and start to listen to music. I start humming along to the tune and soon I lose myself in the lyrics.

"Skies are crying, I am watching
Catching tear drops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending
Like we never had a chance
Do you have to make me feel like
There's nothing left of me?" I sing.

"You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper
Like a skyscraper"
I sing opening my eyes. I ignore Austin and stare up at the ceiling. I pull out my headphones and lay there in silence.

"Why did you stop singing?" Austin asks quietly.

Because it brought back memories.

It reminded me of everything Michael and I had shared.

"I don't know" I answer still not looking at him.

"Okay, I don't know about you but I'm hungry" he says.

"So?" I say.

"So, feed me bitch" he says and I glare at him.

He shouldn't have said that.

"Ash....i I w-was just joking" he says as he slowly backs away towards the door.

Where are you going Austin?" I ask.

"N-nowhere" he stutters looking at me.

"I just wanna talk" I say pouting.

"Oh um okay?" he says more like a question and sits down on the bed.

"So?" he says as I walk up to him. In the next moment, I tackle him onto the bed and sock him in the stomach.

"I am not your bitch" I hiss at his face and his face shows pain from my punch earlier.

"I'm sorry" he says coughing in my face.

"Ew! Ew! Ew!" I yell letting go of him and he flips us over, trapping me underneath him.

"I'm sexy not ew" he says pouting and my eyes drift to his lips. I look up at him to see him smirking at me.

"Staring at my lips are we?" he says cockily.

"Yea" I say shyly and he raises an eyebrow surprised.

"I mean I do have to say I have never in my life seen lips so..." I trail looking into his eyes.

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