*Tarah's pov*

Ashton was standing in front of me, his pants a little ripped and his hair slightly pulled back with that bandana on his head that he always wear.

I groaned, not even looking at him, I couldn't look at the drummer boy that once broke my heart.

“Can we-” He began but I interrupted him with a no. He still pushed forwards with words. “I'm sorry.”

“You know we are violating the contract.” my voice harsh and louder than It was before.

“I don't care about a contract, you are what I care about!” He said meeting my tone.

I felt myself just getting angry some part of me just wanted to slap him.

“Whatever, Ashton, you cared none of this would have happened.” I said balling my fist, itching to punch a wall.

“I know.” He spoke, his voice slightly calmer. “Just hear me out?”

“I'm tired of hearing you out!” I said in between my teeth. I needed to get out of here, without saying anything else, he just sat down on the bed, and sighed. Finally he shuts up.

I bang on the door again. Louder and more violate, me thinking the door was Ashton. There was no sign of Clair's voice. What room door has locks on the outside of doors? Seriously? Kid napping can happen. She knows how much I hated this, how much I hated being pressured, I don't like being pressured. I found myself not being able to breathe, I stopped pounding on the door, and instead sliding down the door, and trying to catch my breath, tears escaping my eyes.

“Hey, are you okay?” I heard Ashton say, he was on the floor next to me quickly, his hand on my back.

“I can't breathe.” I choked.

“Look at me!” He said, his voice demanded.

“No.” I said, more tears running down my cheeks.

“Snap out of whatever is going on.” He said.

I shrugged him off of me and then he sighed. I tried to compost myself and pshed my knees to my chest.

“Clair! Open the door!” Ashton said. He said eager for the door to open.

She was not anywhere to be heard.

I started to take deep breaths and shortly after I was fine, I got to my feet slowly and walked over to the bed and sat down.

“I need to get home.” I whispered, and then looking over at the window. Maybe I should climb out of it.

“No, you are not going home after what just happened.” He said, it almost sounded like he cared.

“You are a good actor.” I told him. Looking up at him He was still by the door.

He frowned. “I am not acting.”

I didn't say anything, and then I just sighed. I was exhausted, I knew I shouldn't have came here, I knew that that should have been something up. Usually I would be happy to be in a room with Ashton Irwin, but now isn't the time to be happy.

“I'm sorry, I really am, Why can't you believe me?” He questioned. His voice sounded more upset. “I don't know what to do to make you do to forgive me.”

“Nothing, you can't do anything, so leave me alone Ashton, you're breaking the contract.” I said.

“I care about you more than a stupid little piece of paper.” He spoke and tugged at his hair.

“That piece of paper contains your career.” I pointed.

He groaned and then sat next to me on the bed.

“Please! I didn't mean this, I didn't mean for us to go down hill.” He said softly. “I am so sorry, I know it's my fault, and I take the blame, just forgive me and I promise to leave you alone forever.”

Did he really mean that? Being me would not like him to leave me alone, but it was for the best.

“I forgive you.” I spilled.

His face had no expression on it. The door opened and Clair stood by the door, she looked at us. I stood to my feet.

“What happened?” She asked.

“I forgave him, like everyone wanted me to. Good night.” I said and then walked out of Clair's room passing her swiftly.

Notes

Another chapter, :D yay.