I woke up the next morning with the feeling of Ashton's arms wrapped around me, unlike the first time we did this. I quietly rolled over and opened my eyes, looking up at Ashton to see that he was still fast asleep, his lips parted open just a little as he slowly breathed in and out.

"Ash," I whispered, poking him in the chest. My head was resting there, so I turned and pressed a quick kiss to it, just because.

"Murph, go back to sleep." Ashton whispered, feeling around under the covers. He finally found my hand and laced our fingers together, dragging my closer to him.

"Ash," I whined, a small pout making it's way onto my lips. I kissed his chest again, more than once, and Ashton squirmed around from his place under me.

"Stop." Ashton mumbled, his lips breaking into a smile. He kept his eyes closed, though I didn't think that there was any chance of him getting back to sleep.

"Good morning." I whispered, giving his hand a squeeze.

"Good morning, Murphy." Ashton chuckled, and finally opened his eyes. He leaned in quickly and left a short kiss on my lips, smiling as he pulled away.

"Good morning." Another voice said, and for a second I thought the whole world stopped turning.

I sat up a little, just enough to see my mother standing at the end of my bed, watching Ashton and I. Ashton sat up as well, but then quickly laid back down again and covered his face with the sheets, like that was going to help either of us.

"Mom! Get out!" I yelled, just as a first instinct. I wasn't really sure how I was supposed to explain that I had let a boy climb in throw my window last night, much less the fact that I had sex with the boy that climbed through my window.

"Danielle, where in the world did you get the idea that doing something like this was okay?" My mom asked, crossing her arms over her chest.

"I don't - "

"I told you that I didn't want you to see Ashton anymore, and you completely ignored that." She cut me off, not letting me explain myself. Well, not that I actually could explain myself, I really had no way to make these things better.

I pulled the sheets up over myself as I sat up, because Ashton and I were literally naked and my mom was deciding to question me about just everything right this second.

"I trusted you to make the right decision with this but obviously you didn't, considering that I came in to wake you up and found you two lying naked in bed." My mom scoffed, and she really wasn't making herself sound good. She sounded crazy.

"You're insane, you can't just walk into my room whenever you please! Do you even believe in privacy?" I shouted, because that was the main thing that I was upset about. I accepted the fact that my mom hated Ashton and my relationship with him, but she had no right to be so nosy and barge into my room without asking.

"I came in to see why you hadn't gotten out of bed yet, and now I know why." She said harshly, nodding towards Ashton, who was still hiding under the covers.

"Can't you mind your own business? I'm almost 18, Mom, you don't need to come check on me while I sleep anymore!" I yelled, growing more and more frustrated with every word she said.

"I would have an easier time minding my own business if I actually trusted you, Danielle. And clearly I can't, because when I give you a little freedom you go and do things like this." My mom rolled her eyes, this she couldn't even say the word sex. I don't blame her, I'm pretty sure the last time she had it was the night I was conceived.

"Things like this? Mom, Ashton and I love each other and are practically adults, we're old enough to make decisions to do 'things like this'." I said, trying to calm myself down. I couldn't.

"Oh, you love each other? Just like he loved his - "

"Mom!" I screamed, interrupting her. "Don't even start with that! Just get out of my room!"

"We do need to talk about this, you know." She said softy, yet still harshly, as she began to make her way out of my room.

"Can you just leave me alone, please?" I begged, because although I've only had one mother in my entire life, I know that they're not really supposed to barge in here the morning after you've had sex with your boyfriend and interrogate you. "God, I don't understand why you care so much!"

"I care so much because - " She began to explain, but this time I cut her off. I didn't want to hear it, she was just going to say the same thing that she always did, claim that she was "protecting me". The only protecting I needed was from her, she was awful and I couldn't wait until I was old enough to move out, because I was never coming back.

"Mom, can you just leave so Ashton and I can get dressed? Please." I asked, a blank expression on my face. I almost wanted to laugh, but I know that wouldn't be right, and I would just mess things up even more. I thought this entire thing was just...stupid.

"Fine, get yourself dressed, and then come downstairs because we need to talk. And tell Ashton that he can go home, because he's not welcome back here." My mom said before briskly walking out of the room, slamming the door behind her.

"That's alright," Ashton mumbled to himself, or maybe it was for both of us. "I won't be coming back."

We got dressed in silence, neither one of us knowing exactly what we were supposed to say to each other after that. I was already blinking back tears, last night had been so great and my mom had to come and ruin everything. I wanted to apologize, but I didn't know what for, because I know that this is my fault.

Ashton grabbed his shoes from the floor and kept them in his hands, like he was ready to make a break for it without even putting them on. I wanted to cry again, because I know that I just blew my second chance with him.

Ashton stepped closer to me, reaching out to grab one of my hands again. He ran his thumb over the stop of it, and looked up at me with a sad expression on his face. He acted like he was more hurt by me than my mom, and that was probably true. My mom was just being annoying and overprotective, whereas I had lied to Ashton about her being home in the first place.

"Your mom is a bitch." He said to me, before turning and walking out of my room.

"Ashton, wait!" I called after him, following him out. I chased him down the stairs, begging him to just come back so we could talk this out. I couldn't go another two weeks ignoring him because of a dumb fight. "Ashton, come back!"

"Oh no, it's fine! I'm not welcome here anyway!" Ashton scoffed, opening the front door for himself and stepping out.

"Ashton, please, just talk to me." I finally caught up with him and grabbed his hand, dragging him towards me.

"'Are your parents home, baby?' 'No, Ash, they're not home'." Ashton said, imitating my voice. He stood in front of me with his arms crossed, glaring down at me.

"I just - I knew you would want to stop..." I said softly, knowing that I had no logical reason to lie to Ashton like this.

"No, I would have taken you somewhere else, away from your parents, so we wouldn't have gotten caught like that." Ashton let out a laugh, but it wasn't because this was funny. "But you had to go and lie to me again and make things worse."

"I'm sorry, I didn't think anyone was going to walk in, I - I had the door locked, I thought..." I stammered, unsure of how to explain myself. I couldn't. I was an awful girlfriend and I deserved to have Ashton upset at me for this.

"I can't believe this, Dani, we just got done apologizing to each other for lying, and then you did it again not even five minutes later." Ashton ran a hand through his hair as he let out a big sigh.

"Trust me, Ashton, I didn't know - "

"I can't, trust you Murphy, not now." Ashton snapped, quickly looking down at the ground.

"But - "

"First you lied about this secret little friendship you were having with my best friend, and then you lied about this too. Do you even understand how bad this is, Dani? I'm not welcome in your house anymore, I can't even walk you home without your mom shooting me daggers through the window!" Ashton yelled, cutting me off once again.

"Please, Ashton, I don't want to fight again." I pleaded, but Ashton wasn't listening. I reached out for him, but he just pulled back.

"And what the fuck did you do to Michael?" Ashton shouted at me, and all I could do was shake my head at him, because I didn't do anything to Michael, not that I knew of. "I don't think you even knew in the first place how messed up he was, and you made it worse."

"H-how? I didn't do anything to him." I said, shaking my head, not understanding what was going on. Michael was fine, wasn't he? He had that new girl to hang out with anyway, Sarah.

"I don't know what happened between the two of you, I just know that he's even worse than he was before you came along. I have to hide all of his medication from him because I'm afraid he's going to overdose, do you even understand how hard that is for me?" Ashton yelled, blinking back a few tears.

"I didn't know, I-I didn't try do anything," I said, and that's when I realized that I was crying again, tears freely slipping down my cheeks. "Please, please believe me Ashton, I would never do anything to hurt Michael."

"I know, and that's great, but I think that may be one of our problems here." Ashton sighed, seeming to have calmed down for a moment. I didn't think it would last, though, we'll be screaming at each other in a matter of second.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You don't seem to care about how much you hurt me." Ashton said slowly, no trace of a smile on his face at all. The smiling Ashton that I loved was gone, and it was all my fault.

"Ashton, I don't want to hurt you, either. I love you." I muttered softy, again looking down at the ground. I tried to wipe under my eyes, but I was crying too much to hide the tears. I bet Ashton had already noticed, he just wasn't doing anything.

"And I love you too but God dammit, Murphy, you make things so hard!" Ashton shouted, again brining his hands up to tug at his hair.

"Please - " I begged, stepping closer to Ashton. He just backed away again, like he couldn't even bear to touch me or be near me.

"This isn't working anymore." Ashton sighed, slowly shaking his head.

"No, Ashton - Ash-Ashton, no." I shook my head at him as well, because I knew what he was trying to say. I love Ashton, I couldn't just let him break up with me. I was miserable for the past two weeks while I was ignoring him, I don't know how I'll act if we actually break up. I can't, I won't let it happen.

"I think we should just give each other some space," He sighed, "and in a few days we can talk this over and see what we really want to do."

"No, it's okay, we can - "

"No, Murph, we can't do anything. I love you, but between your crazy parents and you lying to me and all of the shit going on in my own life, I don't know if this relationship is what's best for either of us." Ashton explained, and I nodded, a fresh wave of tears now spilling out of my eyes.

"So we're breaking up?" I asked, and now I was practically sobbing at the thought.

I know that I've done something wrong, but I didn't expect Ashton to go as far as breaking up over this. It's all my fault, it's alway my fault. I always find some way to fuck things up, whether it's with my parents or Ashton or even Michael. It's okay, though, I deserved it anyway, Ashton ending things with us should be my punishment for lying to him. But I loved him so much, I didn't know what I was going to do without him.

"It's not for good, I just think we should both take some time and think about what we really want." Ashton said, patting me awkwardly on the shoulder. That really only made me cry harder, because I didn't want an awkward shoulder pat, I wanted Ashton to take me in his arms and hold me close to him and kiss me and tell me everything was okay.

"But what I really want is you." I cried, bringing my hands up to my face to cover myself up while I cried, since Ashton wasn't doing anything to comfort me.

"Please don't cry over me, Murphy, maybe things will be better this way." Ashton said quietly, his hand still awkwardly resting on my shoulder.

"No, Ashton, things won't be better this way. I love you, I don't want to break up." I sniffed, rubbing my eyes with the backs of my hands.

"Then don't think of it as breaking up." Ashton whispered, finally stepping a little closer to me.

"Then what am I supposed to think of it as?" I asked, not sure of what he was saying. I didn't want to think of it as anything, I just wanted things to go back to normal before Ashton and I got mixed up in all of this drama and the only thing we had to worry about was if our bus was actually going to be on time or not.

"I don't know, Murph." Ashton shrugged, beginning to back away again.

"Ashton, please." I whined. I wanted to chase after him, but I didn't, I let him walk away.

"It's okay, I'll still see you at the bus stop and everything, and at school. We can still be friends." Ashton suggested, and by the sound of his voice and the way he was trying to hide his face, I could tell that he was crying too.

"I don't want to be just friends." I shook my head, watching as Ashton walked away from me.

"I'll see you tomorrow morning, Murphy," Ashton ignored me. His voice cracked and he turned around, looking over his shoulder one last time before I lost it completely. "7:15!"

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I'm sad

I rushed to write this at like 6 am so I feel like its all icky and short and I hate to say this but there's still more drama lol

I hope you all like this (or hate it idk you should hate the fact that they broke up) lol goODBYE