Adopted by 5sos

Part 31

Hannah's POV

The next few weeks fly by and before I know it we're in Albuquerque and the American leg of the tour is finished. I finally manage to convince Ashton to go to a party- for the past few weeks Ashton has refused to leave me in our hotel while they party.

"We'll be back by midnight" Ashton tells me

"No you won't" I chuckle

"Ok, three at the latest" he says

"Ok" I say gently hugging him

"Please don't do anything bad to yourself" he pleads

"I won't" I say

"Let's go, Ashy-poo. What's wrong. Come on the girls fifteen" Michael says dismissively when he see's Ashton worrying

"Bye boys" I say

"Bye Hannah Banana" the say in sync

Once they finally leave I grab a duvet, order some popcorn and put on a disney movie. I watch for ages and then I start to fall into nightmareless sleep.

Bang! I'm woken up by a door slamimng, I check the time, it's half three. Ashton walks in bringing the stromg smell of vodka with him.

"Hi Hannah" he slurs, I can tell he's drunk as a skunk

"Hi" I reply cautiously

"Give my a hug" he says stumbling towards me, I run and he follows "Come here" he shouts harshly. I slowly walk over to him "why are you running" he asks grabbing my collar

"Ashton your scaring me" I tell him

"Shut up" he shouts pushing me slightly

"Ashton, please stop" I say trying to walk away, he trips me up and I fall onto the hard tiled floor, on the way down I hit my nose off the kitchen sink and it starts gushing blood. I crawl away to the bathroom and lock the door. I hold a tissue to my nose until it stops bleeding, I want to throw up or cut my wrist or pass out but I promised Ashton. The sober Ashton. I hear banging and crashing in the other room.

For the rest of the night I sit on the floor with my head in my knee until I hear a key click and someone walks in, it's Luke

"Hey" he says cautiously

"Are you drunk?" I say looking up

"No" he gives a slight chuckle but then frowns "What the fuck happened to your face?"

"Ashton" I say shivering

"What?" he asks shocked

"He's like my dad, my real dad" I say bursting into tears

"He did that" He asks pointing at my now black eyes and swollen nose

"Yeah" I say and with that he runs out the room, I follow. We go inside the livingroom and Ashton is sleeping on the couch, Luke slaps him hard and he wakes up with a start

"What?" he says rubbing his head

"You're an asshole" He scolds, Ashton looks at me

"Oh my god, Hannah banana what happened to your face?" he says walking towards me, I squeal and hide behind Luke. He gives me a questioning look

"You don't remember" Luke shouts, Ashton looks puzzled

"You were d-drunk. And you were being agressive. And y-y-you grabbed me and w-w-when I tried to r-run away you t-tripped me up and I banged m-my nose." I sob

"Oh my God" he says remembering the previous night

"You promised you would never hurt me" I say walking out the room, I walk down the hall and Ashton follows me. I ignore him all the way down to the pool, lukily I'm still in the same clothes as yesterday so I still look somewhat professional.

The pool in the hotel in Albuquerqueis indoor so I just sit down on a plastic chair. Ashton stands directly in front of me looking guilty. "Do you have something to say?" I ask dismissively

"Yes" He says

"Are you going to say it or are you going to stand there gauping?" I ask

"I'm trying to think about what to say"he says pulling up a chair beside me "I am the biggest idiot in the world, I was so drunk. That wasn't me, I'm different when I'm drunk"

"Do you know who else was different when they were drunk. My dad" I say pulling up my top revealing one of the worst scars "and he did that to me"

"I would never ever do that to you." He says taking me

"How do I know that Ashton? My dad started off by hitting me...but then he started bringing knives to the party" I say trying to surpress the memories

"I fucked up so bad but I know a small part of you in there knows I didn't mean it" he pleads

"How do you know that?" I ask

"because you stood up to me, you have never stood up to anyone you were afraid of" he tells me

"I'm not scared of you" I say

"Your far too forgiving" he smiles

"I haven't forgiven, call it understanding"