Your P.O.V:
I came home and the house was completely dark. I walked up the stairs to my and Ashton's room, opening the door. I walked in and saw Ashton under the covers, the only light in the room was is phone. "Ashton you okay?" I asked. "Yeah, just reading the truth." He whimpered. I walked over to him and grabbed his phone out of his hands. I read the hateful comments and hashtags about him. "Ash, these aren't the truth." I said. He turned over towards me and my heart literally shattered. His face was streaked with tears, his eyes were red rimmed and bloodshot, and tears still fell down his cheeks. "They are the truth, I should just listen to them and cut again." He said his voice cracking. I opened my arms and he crawled into them, curling into a ball and crying more. "Ashton these people aren't your true fans. Your true fans love you so much. Here this girl says 'I heard Ashton was feeling sad so I'm sending you virtual hugs and kisses. Love you Ash.' See, they are about you." I said showing him more tweets. "Thanks babe. I shouldn't have listened to them." Ashton mumbled. "I love you Y\N." "I love you too Ash." I said hugging him.
This was crap I'm sorry.
