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It was Stevie how fucked up is this?! She was at my bedroom door with Michael. I wipe my cheeks as I hop into the car and choke on a sob as I pull out of the drive way leaving my band mates probably confused as fuck.
After tons of sniffles, lots of tears, millions of sad, depressing songs I'm finally at her house.
The car ride felt like a whole lifetime.
I don't park in the drive way, I stop on the side of the road and lock the car before running my hand through my messy hair and I walk up her lain way in my bare feet.
I knock on her door, praying that her moms not home and answers the door. Now that would be bad and awkward.
Just my luck nether her or her mom open the door. Nope some random guy does.
He sees who I am and glares. "What the hell do you want?"
I visibly gulp, hey just cause I play drums and have some muscle doesn't mean I'm gonna fight some dude whenever. "I-I'm here for Stevie."
He crosses his arms over his chest. He's got short brown hair that's in a small quiff and bright blue eyes. He's about the same hight as Luke actually. So he's taller then me. Well shit. "She doesn't want to see you. Now beat it."
Now I glare at him. "Who the hell are you anyway?"
"None of your business cu-" he gets cut off.
"Who're you arguing with-oh. You." My girlfriend says frowning once she sees me.
"Stevie." I breath out. I can feel tears start to form again as she gives me a cold look.
"It's fine Quinn." She says and he glares at me once more before walking away.
She steps outside shutting the door behind her. She looks up at me and crosses her arms meeting my teary eyes with hard, cold ones. "What do you want Ashton."
I silently flinch at her tone. "I-I'm sorry for what I said. I thought it was just Michael so I was telling him to leave me alone because I was still trying to process everything."
"You don't even if I am or not because you were to busy throwing a tantrum." She snaps and I feel my heart falter a little.
I look down and clear my throat. "I know and it was stupid. I acted like a child- and not the good kind either. I didn't mean to hurt you, I never would hurt on purpose. I would rather myself get hurt before even thinking of hurting you in any possible way."
She blinks and tears form in her eyes. "Yeah, that's the same thing Luke said and look what happened."
I feel like she stabbed me in the heart. "Don't compare me to Luke, please Stevie Rae."
"Well sorry. That how I see it right now." She says as tears go down her cheeks.
I take her hand in mine and hold on to hers tightly. "Don't say that please. I love you so much. Hurting you is hurting myself."
She looks at me and I take this to my advantage and kiss her. I kiss her deeply, as if she'll fade into nothing, as if this is the last time I'll ever see her. She kisses back (thank god) and I deepen it, pulling her closer to me by her waist.
We pull apart and she puts her hands on my cheeks giving me a pained expression.
"Your going to be a dad Ashton Irwin."
Is all she says before leaving me outside in the blazing hot sun, in my jogging pants, jaw slacked wide open and eyes wide.