No memory-5sos-ot4

Chapter 5

Ashton woke up and instantly heard giggling coming from the kitchen. He went out to the kitchen to see Calum giggling and Michael covered in flour.

"What happened in here?" Ashton asked.

"Calum wanted to make pancakes, but I think he just wanted to throw flour at me. You little demon." Michael said pulling Calum into his arms.

Michael began ticking Calum which made the smaller boy laugh and squirm in Michael's grip.

"No! Tant bweafe, Daddy!" Calum squealed between laughs.

"Say you're sorry for throwing flour" Michael said still tickling Calum.

"Me sowwy!" Calum said and Michael stopped tickling him.

Michael kissed Calum's forehead then went back to actually making the pancakes.

"Where's Luke?" Ashton asked sitting at the island.

"He's still asleep. I thought I'd let him sleep in today. He's usually does all of the cooking and cleaning, which he enjoys, but sometimes I'll turn off his alarm so he can sleep in." Michael said he began to cook the pancakes.

"May I have a glass of water?" Ashton asked.

"Of course. You don't have to ask for things like, this is your house too now." Michael said.

Ashton unintentionally smiled at Michael's words and got himself a cup of water. Michael, eventually, placed a plate in front of Ashton, and told Calum to go wake up Luke as he cut Calum's pancakes into little squares. A few minutes later Luke came carrying Calum into the kitchen, placing him in his high chair.

"How did you sleep after our talk last night?" Michael asked Ashton.

"I slept okay. I didn't have anymore dreams. I'm glad I didn't but I also which I would've." Ashton said.

"Don't forget to call the eye doctor." Luke said lightly kissing Michael's cheek.

"Oh yeah. Thanks. I'll do it after I eat." Michael said placing Calum's pancakes in front of him.

Calum almost immediately became a mess getting pancake crumbs and syrup all over himself but it was okay, he'd just have a bath later. After breakfast Luke went to give Calum a bath and Michael called the eye doctor, which didn't take long.

"He can see you immediately, so let's get dressed and I'll take you over there." Michael said to Ashton who was drawing in his notebook.

"Okay." Ashton said placing his pencil down.

Michael caught a glimpse of what Ashton was drawing when he went to grab something off the island. The drawing was fairly, disturbing. It was through the eyes of someone sitting at the table in a what seemed to be a kitchen, in front to them were two people who seemed to be fighting but they had no faces, just blurs where it should be. Curiously, Michael flipped the page and found another drawing with a faceless person, but this time it seemed to be from the eyes of either a small child, someone on the ground, or both, and the faceless person was standing above the whoever was witnessing this, holding a belt.

"Okay. I'm ready." Ashton said coming back into the kitchen.

"I didn't mean to snoop through your drawings but, these are a bit-"

"I know how they look but, they're things that feel familiar to me, like I've witnessed them before." Ashton said.

"So, the point of view is, you?" Michael asked.

"I think so but, they don't make a lot of sense to me. It's still just bits and pieces that don't yet connect." Ashton sighed.

"I'm really sorry you're going through this. It must suck not knowing much of anything about yourself." Michael said.

"It does but you, Luke, and Calum have made it a bit better by being so nice and considerate." Ashton said.

"Of course. We wouldn't want to make things even more difficult for you. I'm going to go get dressed now." Michael said walking off.

Michael got dressed then popped into the bathroom to tell Luke and Calum that him and Ashton were leaving.

"I'm taking Ashton to the eye doctor." Michael said leaning in the doorway.

"Okay." Luke said as he shampooed Calum's hair.

"Me wove yous, Daddy!" Calum said before Michael could leave.

"I love you too, baby. I love both of you." Michael said looking at Luke.

"I love both of you as well." Luke said.

"Me wove yous too, Dada." Calum said gently poking Luke's cheek.

Michael smiled at the two and watched them for a few seconds before walking out and taking Ashton to the eye doctor.

"Will you come back with me?" Ashton asked shyly as him and Michael walked into the building.

"If you want me to." Michael said.

"I do." Ashton said.

"Then I will. Sit over there for a second." Michael said pointing at a chair.

Ashton did as told and sat down in the chair as Michael went up to the little window.

"How may I help you?" The man behind the desk asked looking at Michael.

"Tell Mr. Payne and Michael Clifford is here." Michael said.

"Will do." The man said getting up.

Michael went and sat next to Ashton but he didn't sit long before he was told they could go back. Ashton held Michael's hand, which Michael let him, as they walked down a hallway, it reminded him so much of a hospital and he didn't like it.

"You okay?" Michael asked once they were in a room.

"Yeah. Just a bit nervous." Ashton said.

"Don't be. It'll be fine. Take a seat in that chair right in the middle. You don't have anything to worry, it's just a simple check and I'll be in the room the whole time." Michael said.

"Okay." Ashton said sitting down.

A few minutes after Ashton down a tan skinned, black haired, male walked in.

"Alright so Ashton, this is Zayn he's married to the doctor Liam. Zayn, this is Ashton." Michael said.

"Well I figured since you literally said his name but hi, Ashton." Zayn said.

"Hi." Ashton said quietly.

"He's a bit nervous." Michael said.

"Well there's no reason to be but we'll take it slow, okay?" Zayn asked.

"Okay." Ashton said.

In the end Ashton ended up needing glasses and he just got simple, square, black frames but they looked really cute on him. Ashton and Michael were walking back to Michael's truck when Michael suddenly yanked Ashton into his chest. Right after Michael pulled Ashton into him a blue pickup truck went zipping past them at an illegal speed, coming up onto the pavement, almost as if he was trying to hit Ashton.

"Oh my god." Ashton breathed out.

"You okay?" Michael asked as he remembered the licenses plate number of the truck.

"Yeah." Ashton said.

Michael quickly walked to his truck, keeping Ashton close to him.

Michael: *License plate number* Search this number.

Luke: On it.