*Allie’s POV *
I grabbed my stuff and quickly walked through the rows to get out, I knew it was my first day and I’d probably be murdered for ditching first period, but all I could think about was Michael.
“Where do you think you’re going?” A tall, gre;y haired, pot bellied man asked me when I got to the door.
“Back to my seat, I guess.” I turned around, and walked back to my seat.
“Yeah, I should have warned you that Jones was kind of a hard ass.” Ashton smiled apologetically when I sat down, I returned the smile but I really just wanted to be with Michael right now.
*Michael’s POV *
I’m not your fucking girlfriend. Her words rattled around in my head, I wanted to get into my car and drive but I knew I was her ride home, and I didn’t trust Ashton with her. But fuck it right? She doesn’t need me. I started my car and I drove away, trying to forget what had just happened.
~~~~~~An Hour Later~~~~~~
Lost in stereo, lost in stereo, lost in stereo lost in stereo, she works for the weekend mixed tape of her favorite band turning up the radio lost in the stereo sound she’s trouble in a tank to-
Allie’s ringtone started blasting through the car, I debated letting it go to voicemail but I couldn’t stop myself from answering.
“What Allie.” My tone harsher than I meant it to be, “I’m driving.”
“Michael please come back, I really need to talk to you.” Her voice was soft and I could tell she truly felt sorry.
“Mikey, it’s Ash. Come on dude. Come back. I don’t know what happened between you guys but she’s literally about to cry about it.” Before I even realized I was doing it, I made a U-turn and drove back to school.
“I’ll be there soon. Tell her not to go to second period, they won’t give her shit for showing up late, she’s new.” I hung up the phone and carried on driving.
*Ashton’s POV *
“Ash, he hates me, I’m telling you.” Her eyes started to fill with tears and I just wanted to wrap my arms around her, she looked so tiny, so fragile, so broken.
“He doesn’t hate you, he’s on his way back, he wouldn’t do that for just anyone.” She just kept staring at the floor, trying to fight back everything that was forcing its way up to the surface.
“Thank you Ashton.”
“For what?”
“For just being here, you just met me today and you’re treating me like as if we have been friends for years. I already don’t know what I would do without you.” She wrapped her arm around me, encasing me in a hug. Her hair smelt like strawberries and her perfume smelled like vanilla, I suddenly knew why Michael had such strong feelings for this girl. She made you feel happy, wanted, and she was beautiful. She pulled away and led me to the nearest bench where we sat together waiting for Michael to come back.
“Has Michael told you about 5 Seconds of Summer?” I asked trying to cheer her up.
“Is that a band? No he hasn’t.” She was so cute when she was confused, I couldn’t think of her like that, she liked my best friend and he liked her.
“It’s his band, well I guess our band. He’s the guitarist. He’s told you about Caum and Luke right? They’re in the band too.” Her already big eyes grew wide with excitement.
“No way? I want to listen!”
“You probably will soon enough, we have a gig soon, I’m sure Michael will invite you and if he doesn’t well I will. What’s your number?” After she gave me her number I texted the address, I really wanted her to come, but I didn’t want her to go watch Michael I wanted her to watch me.
*Michael’s POV *
“I kept her entertained for you kid, work it out with her. She’s too good of a girl to lose.” Ashton whispered before he walked away to his second period.
“Why’d you need me to come back?” I sat down next to her and looked at her, she looked so sad.
“I didn’t mean what I said, you were just being a good friend and I just shouldn’t have said that. I feel terrible, I just didn’t know what else to do. I’m not used to people caring about me.” Tears overflowed her green eyes, and she wiped them away quickly.
“Allie, listen to me.” She turned to face me, and I wiped away her tears. “You mean more to me already than most people could ever mean to me. So you’re going to have to get used to people caring about you because I care about you, and I will always help you, take care of you, and be there for you. Always.”
“I literally like never ever cry in front of people so as you can see I care about you a lot, more than anything. Does this mean I’m forgiven for being a cunt?” She smiled and rested her head on my shoulder.
“Of course it does Allie.” I kissed the top of her head because that’s all I could kiss without moving her, but she looked up to face me, leaned up and kissed me. I was certain that I loved her, there was no doubt in my mind that I loved Allie.
