"Well, well, well,.... what do we have here?"

---

We stop and turn our heads.


Calum.


"Hey mate." Ashton smiles, getting a glare from Calum.
"Seriously?" Calum asks to me.


"What?" I reply.
"Ashton? You've known the guy for 2 months!"


"And I've known you since kindergarten but you didn't turn out that well."
"That doesn't mean that you need to be the slut of the school!"


I stare at him.
He just called me the slut of the school.


When he realises what just came out of his mouth he looks at me.
"May.. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean it like that-"


I turn around and run away from them.


"May!" He yells after me, but I don't listen...



-Ashton's POV-


I see her run away and sigh.


I turn my eyes to Calum.
I glare at him.


"Nice job douchebag." I spat.
"The only thing that you want from her is sex and you're calling me the douchebag?!" He pushes me against the lockers.


I sigh.
"It's not like that anymore-" I begin.


"Shut up Ash. The only thing you want is to fuck her and then move on to the next girl. She needs to be with someone who really cares about her."


"I maybe came for that in the beginning, but I like her now. And that changes everything, she means something to me. I don't know what yet, but I'm gonna find out. Whether you like it. Or not." I push him off from me and run after May.


"May?" I yell through the halls.


I hear soft sobs through the door of the girls bathroom.
I don't hesitate and step in.


"May?" I see her sitting on the floor.
I slowly sit next to her and she immediately wraps her arms around me and begins to sob in my chest.


"It's okay.." I kiss her on the top of her head and wrap my arms around her.
"You're not even allowed to come here." She mumbles against my chest.


"I'm here now, I don't care what's allowed and what's not." I shrug.
"He called me the slut of the school." She mutters.


"He's not worth it May, he's a douchebag. If there's one person that doesn't deserve you then it's him."
She nods her head slowly.


"Class begins soon, we should go back." She stands up.
"May, you can go home if you want to.. I mean, you have classes with Calum today, you can take the homework over from me-"


"Ashton, it's okay. I'm fine. Besides, I'm not going to let you suffer alone." She smirks.
I smile back and put a light kiss on her lips.


"I'll see you in break, okay?" I smile.
She smiles back and nods her head.


I'm in my science class as I try to take notes.


Watch the word try.


Yeah, okay, I didn't want to wear my glasses.
Is it that weird then?


I sigh as I stop.


"Mike." I whisper.
"Yeah?"


"Can I take the notes over from you after school?"
"Why?"


"Because I can't read them."
A smirk appears on his face.


"Does little Ashy can't read without his glasses?" He teases, guessing right that I have glasses.
I sigh.


"Yes, I can't read without my glasses."
He smirks and nods his head.


"Yeah, you can take them over." He smirks as he turns back to his notes.



I see May walking towards me with a cute little smile on her face.


"Cutie." I smile as she stands next to me.
"Ashton." She replies.


"I liked Ash better." I whisper in hear ear.
She smiles.


"Then you shall be named Ash from now on." She smirks.
I'm happy that she's feeling a little better.


She looks at me for a second I have need to hold myself back from kissing her.


Don't, don't. Mike's watching.


Just at that moment he turns his head and I quickly kiss her forehead, not caring who else could see it.


She smiles at me and I almost can't resist kissing her.


Just then Mike turns back.


"C'mon Ash, we're having French now." He sighs.
I nod my head and grab my bag.


"Let's go."



I sit in my geography class when the door flies open.


A crying May runs to me and I stand up.


She wraps her arms around me and I see stares from everyone.
"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" I whisper.


"Ashton, maybe you could take her outside for a second." The teacher advices.


I nod my head and take her with me out of the classroom.


"May, what's wrong?" I ask trying to look in her pretty eyes, but she has her face buried in my chest.


"May, hey." I try to push her back a little.


"Tell me it's not true." She begs.
"What are you talking about?"


"Tell me you're not like this only because you want sex." She mutters.

Notes