Ashton’s POV
I sat down on the couch and put my phone down on the table. I bring my shaking hands up to my curly hair. I try to control my breathing; I can feel the years of hurt and anger boiling up. I pull on my hair and scream in frustration. How could something like this happen? What am I supposed to do? Why should I even care what happened? I hear the other boys come into the room. They walk over to me and stand in front of me.
"Ash? are you okay?" Luke asks. I drop my hands and shake my head looking up at them with tears in my eyes.
"What happened bro?" Calum asks putting a hand on my shoulder.
“I just got a call from my father’s lawyer, asking me to come in, apparently, he as passed away and has left a will,” I explain.
“Ash, I’m sorry dude, when are you supposed to go?” Michael asks.
“Anytime today,” I say.
“Well, when do you want us to go?” Calum asks.
“Us? You mean you guys will go with me,” I ask.
“Well, yeah, as long as you want us to,” Luke replies.
“well we might as well go now, and get this over with,” I say.
“okay, well I’ll drive then,” Calum says as we all go out to the car.
We all get in I’m in front with Calum. Luke and Michael get into the back. We drive just listening to the radio. We pull up in front of this big building and it says “Black, Black and Heart”. Calum parks and we walk in.
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My New Life
Fanfictionwhat happens when you find out you have an older somewhat famous brother who is now supposed to take care of you and help you heal from your past?
