We're Going On Tour With One Direction?!?

Chapter 13

Analyse P.O.V.

Imagine seeing the man you love, and have loved since you were 15, and are now almost 17 trying to kiss one of your friends!! Who is MALE!!! I have never been so wrong about a person, I actually thought we could get married, well I guess I was wrong as seeing your mom making out with your dad!

I am sooo stupid! It all makes sense now, him staring at cute guys, the "business trips", the "gym buddies", I am still a virgin but that is completely out of choice! And he never had the intentions of ever doing anything, sexual wise, or future wise. How could I have been so blind?!?

I ran out of the building and down the street, I continued running at full sprint for about 25 minutes. When I stopped to take a rest I noticed I was at a park, one I had seen a few times since we moved down here. I saw a large oak tree in a secluded area and made my way over there.

I sat there crying for a few minutes until I felt big arms wrap around me and a voice in my ear trying to soothe me. Instantly thinking it was like a rapist or something I freaked out and turned around to see none other than Ashton Irwin! The drummer of 5 Seconds Of Summer, one of my favorite bands ever!!

I wipe away my tears and say "I'm fine. Hey are you Ashton Irwin?" He did one of his famous blinding smiles, "Yeah I am and your Rachel Martinez right?" He asks I stick my hand out and he shook it. "Yes I am, but you can call me Analyse."

"Okay it's nice to meet you Analyse, a beautiful woman like you shouldn't be crying out alone in a park, so how about we go back to my apartment and you can tell me what's bothering you." Ashton asked holding out his hand for me to take.

I agree and we make our way to his apartment, which takes about 2 minutes, we walk there in silence.

Once we got into his apartment he went and sat on the couch, patting a spot next to him indicating for me to sit with him. "Where is your trashcan?" I ask and he points to the kitchen, I walk into the kitchen and wrap something in a paper towel and throw it away, then wash my hands with his lilac scented hand soap.

I walk out of the kitchen and sit next to Ashton, I explain everything. And when I say everything, I mean EVERYTHING! About how I thought Trevor and I would get married, him trying to kiss Zayn, the evidence I never realized, I even went into my past, about the bullying, my self harm, about Carmen and Maria's parenting troubles. The whole time he sat there silently and just rubbed my back, and when I started to sob he pulled me into a bone crushing hug.

When I'm done he breaks the hug and looks me right in the eyes, his hands are on my shoulders, and she softly says "Analyse listen to me, I've only spent a little time with you, but I can tell you are an amazing girl, and if he can't see that it's just his loss. But you have to realize if he is gay, he can't change, and getting him out of your life just means space for the right guy to come into your life, and actually stand a chance."

He takes a breath and continues, "I can tell that even though he treats you bad you are a true, loving, wonderful girlfriend and someday you will find a guy who appreciates that and will love you as much as you love him. You see past the bad in people and that's something not very many people can do." He ends his speech and pulls me into a hug.

After that moment is over I look at him and thank him for his amazingness and ask, "Do you have a Wii? And more specifically Wii Sports??" He smiles at me and grabs it from the cabinets and plops it in the Wii.

We play for about an hour and a half, then we figure we've played enough and turn the TV off. My phone lights up for about the 50 billionth time! Ashton looks at me with a sincere look, and says, "You should probably let them know your okay, you can stay here for the week." I nod and shoot a text to Louis, Liam, Carmen, Maria (because chances are Carmen has filled her in on everything), Harry, Zayn, and Niall saying:

'Hey guys, it's me, please don't look for me. I need sometime to cope with this, I will be back by the latest before the tour starts. I'm fine, I just need time, I hope you understand. Thanks. -RAB' (Rachel Analyse Bianca)

Weirdly enough the most texts, calls, and emails I have gotten have been from Trevor. I turn my phone off and look at Ash. "It's almost 10:30, and I'm hungry. Do you want to go get something to eat?" He nods and we grab coats (I borrow one of his) and we walk out for about 10 minutes, to a little diner called 'Milly's Diner'

We walked in and Ashton looked almost... Scared. He told me to go get a table and gave me his hat and glasses to wear for some strange reason.