Dissapointment|Cashton
This was not written by me my friend @sheskindaebony
Wrote it for me so thanks to her and you should check out her stories
CALUM (15):
You are a competitive dancer and since Calum was home, he agreed to come at support you at a competition this weekend and decide to bring the boys too. In honour of Calum and the boys you asked your dance teacher Miss Shelley to choreograph the dance to their song "Jet Black Heart" and she happily agreed to do so. You found a beautiful costume online and were now stood in the wings by the stage waiting to go on to perform your hair curled and pulled back into a messy side bun. And a large head piece to match your outfit.
You were never nervous to go on stage unless you had big competition. you had been dancing from the age of 3 and competing since the age of 6. You were used to this.
A girl exits the stage and your dance is announced. You take your place and wait for the music to start, and when it does you begin to dance, allowing the music to take over your body. Towards the end of your dance you step into an amazing turn sequence, you do a few fouette turns and then do some quick pirouettes but as it is coming to the end of your turning sequence you feel yourself bobble on your turns so step out of them early, meaning the next few steps were completely out of time until you managed to get back into the songs pace. You end your dance and curtsy before running off the stage gracefully and into your team mates arms who happens to be stood in the wings waiting for you.
"What happened?" she asks still hugging you.
"I bobbled on my turns so stepped out of them and ended up being early for the end of my dance, it was a mess!" you cry tears streaming down your face ruining your stage make up, "Cal and his friends gave up their day to come and watch me and I messed up, to their own song!" you were absolutely distraught. You and your friends walk slowly back to the dressing room giving you time to cool off and as soon as you walk in you are engulfed in hugs from the other girls on your dance team but they all stop when your dance teacher walks in, an angry look resting on her face.
"well... what happened?" Miss Shelley asks.
"I bobbled on my turns" you reply quietly wiping away a few stray tears.
"And the whole audience noticed when you broke down in the wings!" she yells, "You have been doing those turns from the age of 11, and you messed them up! you were our only soloist in that division and you are not going to win! you may have won last week but remember, you are only as good as your last performance." she shakes her head at you but then pulls you into a hug knowing how much the dance meant to you and how hard you had worked.
You re-applied your make up ready for awards and went out onto the stage to sit with your team. The group won first, as happy as you were you couldn't help but dread teen solo awards. And when they came around you bit your lip and bounced your knees holding onto your other team mates hands. They announced 10th up to 3rd. And then announce you as second place. You curtsy and collect your trophy before taking a seat until the awards were over.
You collect your thinks from the dressing room and meet Calum in the car park where he is with the boys. Luke takes your case and puts it in the boot and then your trophy.
You look at Calum. And break down in tears collapsing into his arms. "I'm sorry" you hiccup between sobs.
"For what Calum asks"
"For disappointing you!"
"You didn't disappoint me! (Y/n) you came second"
"Seconds the biggest loser on the stage! Cal I did awful! I bobbled on my turns and then was off for the rest of the dance"
"I didn't notice"
"The judges did! And my dance teacher! And my team"
Suddenly a guy comes rushing up to you, he's on the judging panel and he is carrying a giant first place trophy a sash and a crown. He smiles gently at you.
"Are you number 27, miss (y/n) hood?", he asks.
"Yes" you reply wiping away another tear and sniffing.
"We are really sorry but we counted the scores wrong, it turns out you were 1 and 1/3rd of a point ahead of the other girl so you were the won that should have been crowned Teen Miss Starcomp"
You gasp, Calum places the crown on your head and the sash over your body and hands you the trophy before taking a photo and posting it on Twitter.
"I told you that you weren't a disappointment" he says before hugging you once more and kissing your forehead, "I love you (y/n)".
ASHTON (14):
You had always been a good kid. Never once had you stepped out of place at school, you got along with all the teachers and kept yourself to yourself so you didn't have to worry about arguing with the students, only having one or two close friends.
You were walking out to the school canteen when you heard a group of girls talking about your brothers band.
"Yeah 5 Es-O-Es is so awesome, and Luke is so hot"
"Yeah" one of them agrees.
"And Mikey is cute too!!!" Another one squeals.
"It's not Mikey its Matthew" the first girl snaps.
You snort at the fakeness of them.
"I like Calum" a girl replies.
"Ewwwww gross, you don't want the Asian one! You have discussing Ching Chong babies!!!"
"I think Asians are cute!" She backs herself up.
"Why do the need that other guy in the band though, he doesn't really sing much, he's gonna get fat if he just sits on his ass his whole life banging some stupid instrument!"
"Yeah what's his name again? Andy"
"No it's Ashley but I don't care because he's unimportant anyway! And I heard he used to cut himself! What a freak"
The girls burst into fits of laughter and you storm over to them.
"HOW DARE YOU TALK SHIT ABOUT MY BROTHERS BAND!"
"Your brothers band? I'm sorry we are talking about 5 Es-O-Es not your brothers band" one of the girls says between laughs.
"Yeah... That's my brothers band"
"Wait your that pointless guys sister aren't you, Ashley Irwins sister"
"It's Ashton not Ashley"
"Oh I see something the pair or you have in common, your both pointless! He's pointless to the band and your pointless to the world"
By this point you were absolutely fuming, you pounce on the girl that called you pointless and start hitting her, she squeals but hits you back and the next thing you know there is a huge crowd around the two of you chanting "FIGHT FIGHT FIGHT".
A few punches and kicks later you are peeled away from the girl by a teacher and taken to the headmasters office where you sit and wait for your mum to pick you up.
"(y/n)" you look up to see not your mum here to collect you but instead Ashton. He doesn't say anything to you, he just grabs you by the wrist and pulls you from the chair, storming out of the school and into the car park.
"You punched a girl?!" He almost yells.
"I'm sorry" you whisper.
"You're saying sorry to me?" He laughs, "Don't you think you should be saying sorry to the girl who's lip you just bust?"
"I said I'm sorry!" You scream breaking down in tears. You collapse onto your knees sobbing hysterically.
"(Y/n)" he says gently lifting you from the ground and pulling you into his chest.
"I'm sorry" you repeat over and over.
"Do you want to tell me what actually happened?" He asks holding you by the shoulders at arms length.
"Yes" you nod your head and wipe away a few stray tears before telling him the whole story as it actually happened.
Once you had finished telling him he pulled you into a hug.
"I'm sorry I disappointed you Ash" you say.
"You didn't disappoint me (y/n)"
"I didn't" you reply shocked.
"No... You made me proud. You stood up to those girls, you stuck of for me and the boys and that makes me proud to have you as a little sister" he says kissing your forehead, "I love you (y/n)"
"I love you too Ash"
"But no more fights, promise!" He says holding out his pinky.
"Promise" you reply hooking your pinky onto his.