Damien wordlessly floated over, the calmest expression on his face. He was furious. Ashton looked a little nervous, and hovered backwards slightly. I tried to get in between them. "Damien"- "I'm not scared of him." Ashton sputtered. "You should be. You kissed my girlfriend." Damien said in a monotone. "And you knew [i/] she was my girlfriend." "Yeah, I did. She still likes me, so it doesn't matter." "You just can't accept that she moved on, Ashton. She doesn't like you." I looked at the ground. Did I like Ashton? I wasn't sure if I still did or not. "Yes she does." Ashton retorted. "And how would you know?" "We kissed." "Ashton"- "A lot." Ashton interrupted, grinning mischievously. That was a low blow. Ashton pinched the bridge of his nose. "I don't want to have to hurt you." "Like you could." Ashton got in Damien's face. Damien didn't move at all. Didn't Ashton know what he was getting into? Damien could kick Ashton's àss. Easily. "Like you could supposedly win Crystal back?" Damien smirked. Ashton suddenly lashed out and tried to punch Damien. Damien simply grabbed Ashton's fist and squeezed. Ashton crumpled under the force on his hand. Damien punched Ashton. And Ashton went out like a light.
Oh. God. Dammit. I just realized that [/i] every fanfic i've seen here, that i've been waiting to see how it ends, is never going to end. And that's a little bit annoying. But it gives me something to look forward to
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"Ashton?!" Ashton was on the ground, flat on his back. He really didn't stand a chance. "I told him not to try anything." Damien murmured. "I know, Damien... will he be okay?" "Yeah. Nothing more can really happen to a ghost can it?" "I guess not. Uh, what do we do?" "We could leave him." "But that's just mean… I think?" I questioned. "It's not. He'll be fine. I promise." Jason floated groggily down the path. It was obvious he'd been sleeping on the couch. His eyes snapped open when he saw Ashton. "What the hell?!" "He tried to fight Damien." I sighed. Jason bursted out laughing. "Really? I thought he was dead. Like, dead for a ghost." Jason raised his hand to give Damien a high five, but Damien awkwardly hovered there until Jason lowered his arm again. "Uh, hell of a right hook?" Jason joked. "Let's go with that." Damien said. "Can you get Ashton in the cave?" "But why?" Jason whined. "Because it would be the nice thing to do?" I asked hopefully. "…not good enough if a reason. But I'll do it anyways!" Jason grabbed Ashton's hands and started to tug him back towards the cave. Damien turned to me. "Do you want to go somewhere?" he asked. "Where?" "Anywhere you want." Damien's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Uh, Paris?" "Paris it is." Damien said simply, as if going to Paris wasn't a hard task at all. Damien took my hand, and in a whirlwind of air, the world blurred past us. Everything was whipping by at break-neck speed, while we were completely still. And then it stopped. When I opened my eyes, we were right at the foot of the Eiffel Tower.