Beanie [a.i. AU]

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Ashton POV

I stepped off the plane with the absolute worst feeling in the entire world. I pulled my beanie tighter around my head and drug my bag along with me past the gate, looking for my dads familiar face.
I scanned the crowd, only to see a blurry figure right infront of me until I was in a bone crushing hug.

"ASHTON! My boy! I've missed you!"
My dad's familiar voice rang through my ears as he wrapped his arms around my neck and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I was so startled I stumbled back a bit, and tumbled over my suitcase, but he barely...just barely caught me.

"Jesus! I'm in America for 5 minutes and you almost kill me!"
I shrug him off a bit, and glance around at all of the people rushing around and pick up my suit case, frustrated and a little moody from my flight and my dads over-affectionate hug.

"Sorry sorry." He laughs a bit and brushed my shoulders off.

I did miss my dad, but I was still confused why him and mom broke things off. They seemed happy and then he left.
I smiled weakly at him and he smiled back. Genuinely.

"It's great to see you again bud." He slings an arm around my shoulder and takes my bag, leading me out the exit and to his car.
He led me to a small 2006 convertible black mustang, with a short, tan, and blonde-curly headed girl perched right beside it. She was looking down at her phone until she heard us coming.
She was stunning. Light make up, big curly hair, a white tank top on tucked into jeans with holes all on them and some black vans. She looks fit. Very fit. I could get use to this.

"Oh! Ashton! This is Mikki, she's the preacher, Mac's, daughter."

Mikki smiled, showing off her dimples, and reached her hand out. I smiled back showing off my dimples, shaking her hand as well.

"Hi Mikki, I'm Ashton." I made my accent thinker, cause that's what the ladies liked here in America. I hope at least. I gave off my signature smirk and winked.
Her eyes widened a bit, and she quietly let go of my hand and walked around, helping my dad put my things in the car.

Mikki-

My eyes widened.

Was he hitting on me?

He doesn't even know me.

I quickly retreated my hand and went to the back of the car to help Steven out.

"Steven do you want me to drive?"
I asked, trying to be nice.

"Sure thing kiddo! What do you think of Ashton? He's grown up so much!"
I glance over at the boy who was starting to get in the car.

"He's...very confident." I smiled at him.

Steven chuckled, "Yes, he is. Gets it from his mother." And slammed the trunk shut, while tossing me the keys.

All the way home I would glance in the rear view mirror and Ashton would just be smiling at me.

What the heck is his deal?

I've known this kid for about 30 minutes, and all I know from his is that he's defiantly weird.

And I'm not even sure if he's a good guy or a bad guy...

(Not spell checked😭)