Creating the Perfect Boyfriend

Kinsley Johnson just wanted to fit in with her friends. Boasting about her romantic boyfriend to her friends,that doesn't really exist, was the only way to fit in. Or does he exist? While being pressured to show a pictured of this so-called 'perfect' boyfriend, she takes a picture of a hot guy she saw in town. Which happened to be the drummer of one of the most popular boy bands in the world, Ashton Irwin.


7. Chapter Six

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I sat on my couch, wearing my fav Thor shirt with red plaid pjs to go with it. I was eating Fruit Loops, watching another episode of 'The New Girl'.

"Oh Schmidt, I'd soo marry you." I mumbled with my mouth full of food.

-Knock knock-

I paused the show, turning around and glancing at the front door. I raised an eyebrow, standing up from the couch, placing my bowl cereal on the end table.

That's weird..I wasn't expecting anyone. I thought as I reach the door. Before reaching out for the door handle, I looked at my appearance through the mirror beside the door.

I grimaced at the sight of my hair. It looked like a rats nest. I shrugged my shoulders. Oh well.

I grasped the door handle and opened the door to come face to face with.

Ashton fucking Irwin.

He wore a pair of black ripped skinny jeans, with a tight white shirt also wearing a pair of Vans.

He smirked a the sight of me.

"What the hell happened to you? You look like a cave woman." He stated.

I groaned, I was so not in the mood for this.

"What do you want, dipshit? Did you come over to ruin my weekend too?" I hissed out.

He rose his hand up in surrender. "Woah there tiger. No need to be so rude. I actually came over to pick you up." 

"To pick me up? For what?" I asked.

"Don't ask. Just hurry and pack. Be down here in ten minutes." He said, turning around heading back to his car, that's was in my driveway.

I groaned and slammed the door. The nerve of him! I stomped to my room, yelling out every curse word I knew. I made my way into my room, stalking towards my closet, yanking a bag out of there.

I made my way towards my dresser ad started packing my clothes. After getting all my things, I went over to my night stand and grabbed my medication. 

Yes. I, Kinseley, needed meds. I had asthma. Nothing too big.

Suddenly, I heard a car horn. 

"That's asshole." I muttered out.

I exited my room, walking towards the front door, opening it and then locking the door behind me.

I walked towards his car, to see him tapping away on his phone. I opened the car door and got in slamming the door in the process.

Ashton towards me, anger in his eyes. "Hey watch it. This is a new car."

"Like I care." I muttered, crossing my arms over my chest.

He sighed and turned the car on, heading towards our destination, which I didn't know.

I faced him. "Where are we going exactly?"

He smirked, not taking his eyes off the road.

"We, my dear girlfriend, are going to see my parents."

My eyes widen. 

Meeting his parents?! Was he crazy?!

"Stop the car! Let me out!" I screamed at the top of my lungs.

"Stop making a huge fuss, babe." Ashton chuckled.

I rolled my eyes. "Don't call me 'babe', dumbass. Now stop this car! I never said I wanted to meet your parents."

He turned into a parking lot and stopped the car. He reach behind him and grabbed something, turning back to face me with a devilishly grin.

"You don't have much of a choice, darling." He said, before pressing a cloth to my mouth. My eyes widen.

Before I could react, my eyes started to fill droopy. I slowly closed my eyes, never forgetting his dark hazel eyes staring into my eyes.

"She's just tried, Garrett. Just place her in one of those seats. I need to go meet up with the guys." I heard his deep voice say.

Arms wrapped under my knee and my shoulder, pulling me up. Cool winter air hit my hot skin. I shivered at the feeling.

After awhile, I felt the person lay my down in what seemed to be a chair. 

The said person sighed and walked off.

Finally, I slowly opened my eyes. 

My sleepy eyes scanned the area. It seemed to be a plane interior. I was seated in one of the six seats on the plane. 

I smiled and closed my eyes again. "I'm on a plane."


Realization finally hit.

I'm on a plane.

I'm really on a plane.

Ashton Fletcher Irwin kidnapped me.

I'm going to die.

I've always had a fear of flying, that's why I've never flew before. I felt my anxiety build up, and to mix anxiety with asthma was not pretty at all. 

"Mam are you okay?" "Mam?"Clearly I was not okay but I nodded slowly not wanting to cause any problems. "Okay miss tell us if you need anything."

I reached for my phone but I had no luck. 

"I hate that jerk." I muttered. Before I knew it the plane jerked around with no warning. I felt as if my heart stopped. I quickly got up and ran to the restroom instantly locking the door behind me. 

I looked worse than I did before. My makeup had clearly faded away , my eyes looked cloudy, my outfit was still as horrible as it wad, and my bout I not even bring that up. xD. 

After five minutes of feeling nauseous and  hovering over a trash can I heard a knock on the door. 

"I'll be out in a minute!" I shouted out as I felt the vomit travel up my throat. Once I was done I stood up and cleaned myself up then opened the door to reveal home, Ashton.

"You alright?" I glared at him until the plane jerked again and I fell in his arms slightly shedding a few tears. "Kinsley are you crying? You got to be kidding me."

"I-i don't like planes." With that Ashton guided me to a different area of the plane.

"Lads, Kinsley is gonna sit with us...she doesn't like planes." Ashton said as he sat me down, I looked up at him with a anger. Before I knew it someone familiar sat beside me.

"Hey, its Luke, remember me?" I gave him a small smile and nodded. "You'll be okay just close your eyes." I placed my head on his shoulder and curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

"Don't worry I am here for you."

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