Story Of My Life *1d and 5SOS*

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"Ashton, I'm scared." Ashton has his hands in front of my eyes. We walk together, I have no idea where to go. "Don't be scared. I've got you!" Ashton reassures me. We walk some more, while he keeps his promise: he keeps holding me tight. Every now and then, he plants a kiss on my neck, as a sign that I don't have to be afraid.

Then he stops walking. "Stand still, with your eyes closed! No peeking!" I squeeze my eyes shut. The sound of Ashton's breathing is replaced by the sound of his footsteps. I hear rumbling. "Don't look!" Warns Ashton, as if he knew I wanted to look. "Wait a minute, just a minute more..." I hear Ashton rumble.

"Yes, look!" I open my eyes. Ashton is standing in front of me, holding a black, orange football shirt. He's grinning. "Sweetheart..." I start to turn red. "You were there when I got an orange shirt.... I'm even wearing it..." I sigh deeply. I've ruined Ashton's surprise... Yet he continues to grin.

"This one is different, this is the back." Says Ashton, when he sees me looking at him not understanding. "Yours says Malik 97, this one says..." Ashton turns the shirt over. The shirt says 'Irwin 97': My year, Ashton's name.

"Oh my god!" I fall around Ashton's neck. "This is so sweet!" I take off my orange football shirt and grab Ashton's shirt. I pull it on and goi the other shirt on the bed. "Do you like it?" Ashton asks. I nod. "Super nice!" I reply. Then I start to grin. "Is this a hint?" I wink. Ashton grins too.

"Maybe..." He laughs. "As soon as it's possible, I'd like to marry you. I already know I'll never be able to live without you. We'll still be together in ten years, I'm sure!" Before I can say anything back, Ashton presses a kiss to my mouth. "I love you so much, Ashton." I mumble against Ashton's lips. "I love you more." Mutters Ashton back. I smile.

"How do you see us in ten years?" I take Ashton's hands. Ashton thinks for a moment. "A house, a baby, maybe a second child, or one on the way.... Uhm..." He thinks. "Maybe already married, maybe we have yet to get married..." Ashton smiles. "If we still don't have wedding plans in ten years, then you can kick me out of the house." Ashton laughs, I laugh along with him. "I will never do that! I love you far too much!" Ashton nods. "I know." He replies.

"Do you want a little daughter or a little son?" Ashton asks. "I like both. But I don't want a brother and sister, or the brother has to be much older than the sister. Or two sisters. Or two brothers. Or..."

"Juul, you can't determine that. And besides, a brother and sister are sometimes sweet together. Just look at Harry and Lauren." A smile forms on Ashton's face as he pronounces their names. "How did it go with them?" I ask. "Good. They were happy to see me again, I think. Just like Mum." I nod. "Mum asked straight away when you were coming along again. I told her to take it easy for a while." Laughs Ashton. He turns red. "Tell your mum I'll be along soon." I reply. "My mum missed you too." Ashton laughs. "We did make a good impression..." He grins. "Everyone says we're a perfect match." I say. Ashton nods.

"You know..." Ashton walks to the window and looks out. "It's pretty nice weather for this time of year..." He says. I nod. Then he turns and looks at me. "Shall we go for a walk? We don't have anything to do today anyway." I smile. "Nice." I reply. Ashton walks up to me and takes my hand. "Let's go." Says he. "Now? Without a coat? In January?" Ashton opens his suitcase and takes out a black vest. "This one good?" I take the cardigan and put it on. It's too big and the sleeves are too long. "You look so cute! And the letters are still easy to read!" He winks. "Ready to go?" Ashton asks. I nod and take his hand again. "Let's go."

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