Adopted

Chapter 35

*Avie's POV*

When I got home I went immediately to my room. I knew dad and daddy were home and they can't see me like this.

I got beat up. A bunch of the fangirls didn't like my reply to Zayn leaving the band, some even blamed it on me.

Riley saw me and totally flipped shit. I tried to calm her down but she wouldn't talk to me. She was fuming. I succeeded in avoiding Luke but I still have to go he Harry and Lauren from school.

Ashton is being released tomorrow. Luke is going to the hospital straight after school and I'm going to walk to the kids' school.

Except I'm walking with a limp and a hurt ankle and hurt knee. Not even going to start on my shoulder. Or my black eye. Or bloody temple... or sprained wrist... But I'm fine.

*Harry Irwin POV*

When the bell rang I ran to go find Lauren. I really miss Ashy and I can see everyone else does too. Luke's been a complete mess, and Avie is trying to be our guardian for know, but it's not the same as Ash.

She doesn't cook the same, she doesn't tuck me in the same, she doesn't sing the same, doesn't act the same, doesn't do anything the same.

I love Avie with my whole being, but I miss my brother. I want him back. Avie is like a sister, but Ashton has always been my fatherly figure.

"Lauren!" I yelled.

"Harry, come here, we have to wait for Av to get here." Lauren said. I nodded and ran over.

"Hey there's A- my lord... Avie!!" Lauren yelled at Avie. What happened to Av?

"What the hell Avie? What happened to you! Does Luke know about this?!" Lauren said.

"No, and you won't tell him, go it. He doesn't have to know. Ash doesn't either." Avie said sternly.

"Fine. What about Louis? Can I tell him? He's your father, he deserves to know. And Harry, he needs to know." Lauren said.

"I'll tell them when we get home, okay? Drop it." Avie said. "Face Palm" she mumbled.

*Ashton's POV*

I've been stuck in the hospital for a week or so. Maybe more, I don't know anymore, I lost track of days. My dads trial is in a few days and of coarse I have to go. *sigh* I really don't want to go. At all.

"Baby, are you okay? You looked stressed." Luke said and kissed my forehead. I pulled him down for a kiss and he kissed me back. The kiss took my mind off of things for a little while, but he pulled away.

"Your okay?" He asked again.

"Yeah, just thinking about my dads trial. I don't want to go." I complained.

"It's okay." He said. Luke reached out for my hand and squeezed it in a comforting manner. "I like you, a lot, Ashton Fletcher Irwin. " He said, resting his forehead upon mine. He pecked my lips and whispered. "What are you doing to me?"

I smiled. "Cuddle me?" I asked. He nodded and got in my bed. I don't even know why I was in here hospital this damn long.

"I like you a lot too, Lucas Robert Hemmings." I kissed him.

"Good"

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I still have writers block if you didn't know. Sorry for not updating. It's long overdue. Sorry.
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