Today Ashton is having his birthday party, he is inviting a lot of friends, but no family is allowed. "Mum, it's not cool to have grandma and grandpa come for my party, because it's friends. But you, uncle cal, uncle ash, uncle Mikey, aunt Am, Aunt Lol, dad and Kylie can come though." Ashton said. "Grandma and grandpa are coming over tomorrow though. And don't forget your sister is still sick, so make sure no one goes upstairs." I said. "I know." He said. There was a knock on the door. "Alright. I'll be in the kitchen." I said kissing his head.
"Apparently family at a party isn't cool but we can go." I said to Michael. He laughed. "It's Calum Hood from 5 seconds of summer!" A girl yelled from the living room. I laughed. "Hey cal." I said as I walked out of the kitchen. "Uncle cal, please, can you leave." Ashton said. "Ashton. Don't say that to uncle cal." I said. "But mum, once he showed up, all the girls are talking about him." He replied. "You're lucky dad isn't home right now. But uncle ash is upstairs with your sister, I can go get him." I said. "No. It's fine." He replied. "I thought so. Go back to your friends." I said.
"Ashton pizza is here!" I yelled from the kitchen. All the kids ran into the kitchen, and sat down. I looked down the table, an looked at all of Ashton friends. Ashton, Franky, Holly, Ally, Alex, Justin, Peter, Heather, Sam, Ashley. I looked in the middle of the table, and saw Luke sitting with the kids. "Luke get out of there." I said laughing. He gave me his pout face, and got up. They all ate pizza, and then cake.
"So, did you like your party?" I asked Ashton once everyone left. He nodded. "Is everything okay honey?" I asked sitting on the couch. He nodded. "Fine. Franky and I aren't friends anymore." He said. "Why not? You guys have been friends since you were five." I replied. "He is hanging out with the bad people. The ones who get into fights, and bully." He said. "Baby come here." I said. Ashton came over and sat on my lap. "You did the right thing. You don't need Franky." I said. "You know, dad and I were best friends since we were five. But we stopped talking in middle school. But when we were in high school, we talked again. And dad was hanging around with uncle cal, uncle ash, and uncle Mikey, and they did some bad stuff too. When I was in high school, uncle cal used to be mean to me, but now, they are all your uncles, and we live with them." I said. "Was that supposed to help?" He asked. I laughed. "It's supposed to make you realize that you and Franky can be friends sometime when he finally realizes that you exist." I said. "Thanks mom." He said. I kissed his head, and he ran upstairs.