"I'm coming on tour with you."

"What?" Ashton said with a face of confusion.
"I'm coming on tour with you." I repeated.
"Why? What about school?"
"I'm not going back. I wanna go on tour with you."
"What happened at home? Is it you sister? Your mom?"
"Oh god, don't mention that bitch to me."
"Okay, what the fuck happened with your mom?" Ashton said, a little taken back by my angry response.
"We got in a fight. She was yelling at me about my grades and how she thinks you're a bad influence on me."
"She thinks I'm a bad influence? Why would she say that?"
"She knows about me skipping school and she blamed it on you." Repeating the conversation was making me even more mad at my mother.
"Why would she blame it on me? I didn't tell you to skip school."
"I know, I tried telling her that, but she wouldn't listen. She just kept bringing up everything I'm doing wrong in life right now."
"Then what happened?" Ashton asked me with eyes full of concern.
"She told me I'm not allowed to see you anymore." I responded, my voice cracking from the incoming tears.
"She can't say that! She can't stop us from being together!" Ashton yelled, becoming very angry with my mother. "What did you say to her?" he said trying to calm down.
"I screamed 'fuck you' and ran out"
"Damn, Ella," Ashton chuckled, "I didn't know you had it in you." I tried to be serious, but I couldn't help but smile at his contagious grin and adorable dimples. "But I don't think it's a good idea for you to be missing school. I wouldn't want you to lose your college admission."
"I wouldn't be so worried. I'll be fine. As long as I'm with you, I'm happy and that's all that matters."
Ashton smiles down at me and kisses me sweetly with his beautiful, soft lips. His kiss, alone, is enough to make me forget all the bad things going on in my life; so full of passion and love. I feel my phone start to vibrate in my back pocket. I look at it and roll my eyes.
"Is that your mom?" Ashton questions me.
"Yeah, she hasn't stopped calling me since I stormed out." I say with a huff as I hit the decline button...again.
"She's just worried about you, El."
"I don't care. She can't just decide to worry about me now after being so selfish back at the house. I'm 18, she can't control my life anymore."
"Well, we should probably get to sleep now. We have to wake up early to pack your things and get on the road tomorrow." Ashton says, changing the subject. But I don't even care. I look at him with a great smile; I was going on tour with 5 Seconds of Summer.

Notes

just a little filler. ill update again once I reach 500 reads; which will probably be tonight.

Updated March 19, 2015