[This is a sequel to Fangirl, I highly recommend reading it before you continue. You can find it on my account.]
It's New Years. A new year, fresh start. So much of a fresh start that I'm moving to Australia. Ashton's mother is letting me stay with them until I get enough money and find a place, bless her heart.
Michael is now openly dating the Barbie girl. Her name is Ally, and she's so fake that my eyes hurt whenever I see her. It's been kind of hard getting over Michael, but I'm working on it. I've actually met a really nice guy who's a friend of Ashton, his name is Matthew. We all hang out together and he's been really nice to me so far.
But dating isn't really high on my priority list after what happened. You don't just openly trust somebody after someone else betrayed you so quickly. Right now, I was focused on moving.
"That's the last of it." Ashton sighed.
"I'm not going to miss this place." I laughed.
"Me either, because we're going to find you an amazing house down at home. Although it's going to suck because we're going on tour soon." He sighed.
"Anne will keep me company." I smiled. "And your sister and brother."
"Yeah, my sister absolutely adores you." He giggled.
"It's nice to be with somebody who's basically family, you know, considering mine moved away." I sighed.
"Sorry about that. But hey, you're moving to Australia! It won't even be hard, you've already adapted to the area, and made a YouTube career out of yourself." He said, nudging me on the arm.
I rolled my eyes. I had made a YouTube video of me obsessing over 5SOS last year and forgot about it, and last week it got tweeted to me and I realized it had a million views. Since then I made another video with Ashton, and it sparked up news articles, and has over 100,000 views. It's literally only because it's Ashton, though. People have already gotten a ship name.
"Alright, well. Let's get on a plane!" Ashton laughed.
"Yep." I sighed.
My phone rang, and I stepped outside and answered it.
"Hello?"
"Eli. We need to talk." A familiar voice- a voice that hurt to talk to, said.
"Michael." I sighed.
"Eli, please. I need somebody right now, and I know I treated you like crap-"
"Michael. I can't talk right now. I'll miss my flight. Goodbye." I blurted.
"Eli, please-" He tried, but I cut him off by hanging up.
"Who was is?" Ashton asked, stepping out and walking me down to the Uber.
"Nobody important."
But he was important. So very, very important.
The ride to the airport was silent, with us both having our headphones in and listening to our music.
"@Michael5SOS: why did I let you go"
"@Michael5SOS: who am i...."
I don't know who Michael is anymore, and I guess he doesn't either. I turned off notifications from him, and logged out.
"We're here." Ashton said, poking my arm.
"Let's go." I said, as I nervously smiled.
As we boarded the plane, I couldn't stop thinking about Michael. I, once again, pushed all my feelings to the back of my brain and I didn't want them escaping. But a very long airplane ride leaves me alone with only my phone, music, and my thoughts.
He's all I would think about, until we became friends. Then "Gordon" was all I thought about. Now, the last thing I wanted to do was think about him. How he said I meant nothing to him, waste of life. He even told me I was the last person on the world he would ever want to look at.
His girlfriend was worse. She's really just trying to get me to close my Twitter account, every day she'd DM me about how ugly and worthless I was, and how much Michael hated me.
It doesn't get to me. It's actually very sad that the #1 priority she has is to try to bring me down for her own self-esteem.
"Eli? You good?" Ashton asked, grabbing my hand.
"Yeah, why?" I asked.
"You're crying..." He said, and I wiped my eyes.
"I didn't even notice. Just thinking." I smiled.
"Eli..." He said, and looked right into my eyes.
"Sorry." I sighed.
"Don't let them hurt you. You're seriously perfect, okay? You are the best person I've ever met."
"That's what Michael said." I said in a low voice, and looked out the airplane window.
"I'm not Michael." He said.
"I'm not perfect." I replied, pursing my lips and looking back at him.
"You're pretty freaking close, then." He said, then put his earphones back in, and I did the same.
Ashton actually thought I was beautiful. Or... Did he? No. I can't be having trust issues just because of Michael. Ashton isn't him, just like he said. Ashton is Ashton, he's my best friend now. Not Michael.
But what did Michael want to talk about? Maybe he was going to apologize. He seemed really off and sad... I shouldn't have blew him off. Jesus, I'm a horrible person.
Text Message from Michael, 11:08 AM
please call me as soon as you get off your plane. please Eli, I'm so so sorry. please just call me.
I sighed. I'd probably call him, but for now I was going to sleep. He hasn't talked to me this entire time except to insult me.
I need to stop thinking about it. It's not important. What's important is I'm moving to freakin' Australia with one of the members of my favorite band.
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"Hey, wake up." Ashton said, shaking my shoulder..
"Don't wanna." I sighed.
"You gotta." He giggled.
"Stop the giggles, I'm too tried." I groaned.
"Come on. Let's go, new year starting fresh remember?"
"Fine." I pouted, and got up. Ashton grabbed our bags from the compartment and we exited the plane.
"I'll get our bags. You stay here and do whatever." He waved, heading towards the conveyer belt.
I unlocked my phone to see Michael's girlfriend dm'ing me harassing things. I rolled my eyes and scoffed. New year, no change. Right now, I'm just going to focus on the fact that I'm here with Ashton and we're going to have a good year.
"Airplanes cut through the sky..." Ashton sang on the way back.
"Shush." I said.
"Why?" He asked.
"That's not your line." I said, sticking my tongue out.
"Let's go home." He rolled his eyes.
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It's 2:30 AM, I'm lying in bed watching Christmas movies because I'm just not ready to give that up yet. I was still staying in the guest room, which was basically considered my room now. Ashton's family didn't mind, and his siblings consider me their sister. It's nice.
"@Ashton5SOS: awesome day with an awesome gal. love ya @Eli5SOS."
Of course the media had been all over me living with Ashton. Rumors and stories that I all ignore, especially since I don't want anything leaking about Michael and I's fallout. I said in an interview that we were still close friends and the tweets were sarcasm and a joke, to protect the band. The last thing they need is bad publicity and if our conversations and the bad things he said to me leaked, they'd be done for.
I rolled over in bed to see Ashton standing in the doorway.
"Jesus, are you trying to give me a heart attack?" I laughed.
"Sure. I was actually watching this." He said, pointing to the screen.
"Same." I awkwardly said.
"Can I sit?" He asked.
"It's your house." I laughed.
He sat on the edge of the bed, and I sat up and crawled over to him, sitting with him.
"What's up?" I asked. He looked sort of bummed.
"It just... It bothers me how many people hate on you. You're seriously so amazing, I don't know how anybody could hate you."
"It doesn't bother me. I know those people are probably just jealous that I get to hang with you guys everyday whenever I want, and if I was them, I would too. I know I'm unattractive, my personality is weird and I'm a lot to get used to. Accepting the fact that what they say is true is why it doesn't hurt me."
"Are you insane? Eli, you are the most beautiful person I've ever seen in my entire life! Inside, and out."
"Ashton, you don't-"
"Shut up. I don't want to hear you talk bad about yourself. You don't know the truth. The truth is you're amazing and your a million times better than any other skanky groupie out there who wants you to believe otherwise." He said, and ran his fingers through his hair.
I just shook my head, and gave him a hug.
"You're the best person, ever. Stay that way." I sighed.
"I'll try." He said, and rubbed my back.
Ashton is my happiness. I don't know what I would've done these past few months without him.
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a/n
BROKEN FANGIRL IS HERE.
Michael is still a jerk and Ashton is.... Well... Ashton. *cough* i ship Ali/Elashton *cough* I mean what ha.
So if you liked this and want to see more let me know I'm doing an ok job and comment on this & don't forget to put it in your library if you wanna (you don't gotta just someone likes to be reminded yaknow) ok bye ily
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