"Are you sure?" Ashton asked for the millionth time. This time, I decided to answer honestly.
"Not one bit," I said truthfully. He sighed and nodded.
"Let's go then," A slight look of happiness flashed over his face. For a second, I wondered if they actually didn't want me to come home. Was I too much of a pain? Have their lives been better without me?
I turned around to head back into the house, so I could grab my things, but was fairly confused when Anthony stood outside the door with my suit cases and a few other things in front of him.
I gave him an apologetic look.
"You won't be able to take the rest on a plane," He sighed, failing to make eye contact with me, "I can ship it over though."
I nodded, looking down at me feet. I quickly walked over to him, giving him a hug well the lads picked up my things and loaded them into their car.
We got to the airport in a fair amount of time, although it felt like in hour. When we got there, we had to go buy an extra ticket, but they refused to take my money for it.
"Wanna come get something to drink with me? I want some Starbucks," Luke asked while we waited by our gate. I nodded, standing up and grabbing my carry-on before walking along side of him.
We headed over to the small Starbucks, there was an older man in front of us and a few young girl's goggly eyeing Luke from a distance.
"Excited?" He asked, hands stuffed in his sweatpant pockets.
"Excited?" I laughed lightly, "Nervous would be a proper answer. Are there any things I should be filled in on?"
He looked hesitant for a minute before speaking, "Ashton has a girlfriend. She's really nice and she makes Ashton really, really happy...so that's good!"
I quickly closed my mouth, which had fallen into an 'o' shape.
"She doesn't live with us, but I have a feeling the move in will happen soon. Or maybe he'll move out, which would be bad. Truthfully, I feel like he's pulling away from the band." Luke sighed, I attempted to say something but then we had to move up to order and our conversation faded away.
We silently walked back over to our gate, we'd most likely be called on in an hour or so, so I curled up with my coffee and plugged in my ear buds, smiling back at the boys every so often.
***
"Bells, get up."
I opened my eyes to see I was cramped in a parked car with four lads. I rubbed my eyes, attempting to adjust them to the light.
"We're home," Ashton smiled. Mikey jumped up on the side of me, he must've been sleeping too.
"Tacoooo!" He yelled, tripping as he rammed out of the car, grabbing his backpack and suit case pretty clumsily.
"His name's not taco!" Ashton yelled, following behind him.
"He's a she!" Calum chuckled, casually stepping out of the car. I raised an eyebrow, but didn't question as I silently chased after Luke.
When we entered the house, all the lads had thrown their things to the side, but beside that the house was pretty spotless. Maybe they got a maid.
"Hi baby!" I heard Ashton say. I almost laughed, why was he talking to me like that. But when I looked up, I realized he was talking to the little girl he swung around. She looked around three-years old and shrieked like crazy as Ash swung her around.
I'm pretty sure my face was expressionless, especially when a girl-who looked like she was in her mid to early twenties, walking into the room. She laughed at the young girl and Ash before hugging them.
Then she kissed Ashton before they turned to me...
What the hell just happened? I mean, yeah, I know he has a girlfriend but did he have a kid too...I was told about a dog, not a child.
"Bella, this is Casey, my girlfriend, and Jasmine, her daughter." He introduced, gesturing to the two. Casey gave me a smile, seeming to know who I was so I assumed Ashton warned her I was coming, or just talked about me.
Well...Ash doesn't have a kid. That's good.
"Hi Bella," Casey cooed, actin as though I was her three year old daughter. I pressed my lips together in a thin line and forced a smile.
"Hi," I muttered back, Ashton sending me a questioning look.
