ASHTON’S POV
“Ashton, I don’t want you near that new kid,” Calum says to me. He pulled me outside of the cafeteria, just to tell me that Josh is bad news.

“You can’t make me.”

“Look, Josh is bad news. He’s going to turn all of us into fags!” Calum nearly screams at me.

“Don’t tell me what to do!” I scream at him. I’m not letting Calum control my life.

I run out of the hall and to my next class, not bothering the fact that I’m never early. I knock on the door. Locked. So I go to my locker to get my water bottle and the extra pair of earbuds. I’m going to the back of the school to the track and run some laps.

Running has never really been my favorite sport but it helped me calm down especially after what just happened. I was already changed in shorts and a running jacket and proper shoes. I set my water on the bleachers and plug my earbuds into my phone. I blast my favorite song at the moment, Lost in Los Angeles. I start running, not very fast, about 6 miles a hour but it was fast enough for now.

The sky is sunny side up year round
Hella palm trees growing out the ground
Mountains stacked for miles and miles
Living life in the domesticated wild
Before I got here, I was a child
Now I’m here and tryna figure it out
On the path to see what life’s about
Pioneer shit, I pave my own route
All the way across the country, tryna make something
Outta myself while you sit at home wondering
What it could be, what it coulda been
Imma document my life with this paper and pen
The beginning, I don’t know how this ends
I don’t have my shit together, there’s no need to pretend
My pockets hella empty there’s no money to spend
Dreamlike reality cause everything just blends when you’re

Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles

Not a cloud in the sky, but the smog real thick
If we hit the highway now, we can beat the traffic
Turn this shit on, head bobs automatic
Thought you heard this before cause it feels like a classic
Things looks new behind these vintage sunglasses
Roll up the tree, spark that shit, then pass it
Pop a top, pop a stem, and let your face melt
I think I lost my mind thought I left it on the shelf
Now I'm tryna find myself all by myself
I gotta play the game cause the card's been dealt
Wanting something in return, don’t want your help
The realest shit I ever wrote, the realest shit i ever felt
Man, I'm from the South, I ain’t used to West Coastin
But I do appreciate these views of the ocean
Chillin' so hard that I move in slow motion
Hit the 101, you can picture me rollin' cause

Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles

You can play this at the function
Don’t lie, you know this shit bumping
You can play this at the function
Don’t lie, you know this shit bumping
You can play this at the function
Don’t lie, you know this shit bumping
You can play this at the function
Don’t lie, you know this shit bumping

Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles
Lost en Los Angeles
I'm Lost en Los Angeles

The next song comes on, Sign of the times. (A/U I’m crying) Once it got to the falsetto part, I was singing along, not caring that people were watching me. After running 8 laps, one mile, I stop to get a drink of water.

“Hey Ash, I never knew you were a girl!” one kid shouts. I just shrug it off and start running again.

“Falsetto! Falsetto!” the people chanted. At least half the student body was watching me and shouting falsetto. I couldn’t handle it anymore. Whatever I do, Josh always comes to mind. He’s taken over. I collapse on the ground and just lie there. I couldn’t move anymore my legs were numb, my head was pounding and everything hurt.

SABRINA’S POV
I was at the back of the school, watching Ashton run. People were making fun of him, shouting “falsetto” because of how high he was singing. He had an amazing voice and an amazing body. But I already had Calum.

All the sudden he falls on the ground and doesn’t move.

“SOmeone call 000!” I yell. I didn’t really care but Ashton is kinda hot. A few minutes later a siren sounds and 2 police cars and an ambulance pull up in the track. People lift Ashton onto the stretcher and wheel him up the ramp into the ambulance.

Notes

Thanks for sticking with me for the month or so I've been writing this. I've decided that I'm not going to delete this but I might not update as much.

SOrry I put a long ass song in here lol

I been faced with so much drama lately. My ex gf was being an ass and we got in a fight during ASE (study hall). SO I walled out an skipped the rest of the day. I had final exams for Spanish 2, English, Pre-Calc, and Earth Sci. My grades are all below C's bc I was at the hospital for a while due to over dose. I really want to have life on pause, not die, but just on pause. Bye loves

-IZ