greenlight -- afi story♡

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after i told ashton what had caused my breakdown this morning, he was very quiet. i wasn't sure what to say to him. i could tell it had affected him, but i couldn't read what he was feeling, and i couldnt just ask him.

i sat there and played with his fingers, just tracing random shapes on his palm.

then my phone buzzed, and i searched around for it, only to see it on the bedside table on the other side of ashton. i asked him to check who the message was from, as i was expecting it to be a twitter notifcation.

he read it aloud; "it says 'well then, josephine, are you going to answer me?'"

i flinched at his words, which he noticed immediately. "wait, is this him? jo? baby?" he questioned me, to which i just replied with a nod. he then snaked his arms around my waist, putting my phone down to focus his attention on me.

"baby," he calls me again "you need to block him." he says. i knew he was right, but i also knew that he would just use a different phone, he didn't take no for an answer, clearly.

"i have a question." i said out of the blue. he just looked at me a nodded, telling me i could ask him anything i wanted. "why do you keep calling me baby? you're not tired anymore." i questioned.

he looked down, but was grinning when he looked up again. "because, jo, you're my baby now and no one will ever hurt you." he said. i smiled at that, he said i was his. he wanted me to be his. the butterflies in my stomach really went crazy then. my thoughts in that moment only consisted of ashton and myself.

i wriggled out his arms, placed my hands on his cheeks and kissed him. he was surprised at my sudden actions, but reacted quickly, kissing me back hard. the kiss was passionate, not hungry and fast like the one this morning. it made me melt.

all too soon, he pulled away, but his face held a huge smile. the moment interrupted by the hotel phone ringing. ashton sighed but picked up anyway.

"yes...okay...sure...right now?...okay." he said. i couldn't make out what was said on the other end of the line or who it was, but i assumed it was someone at reception.

he looked at me; "reception said your brother is here for you, said his name is ryan." 

i was confused. i hadn't told my brother where i was, and i hadn't even told bella which hotel i was at. i was weary, but nodded either way. i got out of the bed, got dressed in my clothes from yesterday in the bathroom. 

when i walked out, ashton looked at me and then gave me one of his hoodies; "it's cold out, and you look better in it than i ever will." he said, causing a small blush to grow on my cheeks. i also noticed that he had also got dressed. he was now wearing black skinny jeans and a different hoodie on. 

"why are you dressed? i thought you had a free day today?" i asked.

"well, it wouldn't be very nice of me if i just let you leave. i'm walking you to the lobby, at least."

i decided against arguing with him, and just took his hand in mine. when we got into the hallway, i asked him where luke and michael were staying, so he took me to say goodbye to them. then we went to talk to calum. i thanked him for earlier, and i promised to text him when i got home safely.

ashton and i got into the elevator together, our hands still entwined. i placed my head on his shoulder, just appreciating our last moments together for what could be a long time. i moved away from him when the doors began to open, and felt his hand drop from mine. 

that hurt my feelings, but i understood. he was ashton irwin after all, who knows who could be lingering with a camera.

he still stepped out of the elevator with me, and towards the main desk, my eyes scanned the room for my brother. he was nowhere to be seen.

then i heard his deep voice ring through my ears.

"josephine."

"jamie?"

(a/n) okay but i hate this guy, just leave pls