The Daddy Club | 5sos au

Everything is Better

Mia

"So he was awake the whole time?" I say down the phone to Ashton as I begin taking a drawer out of my desk and tipping in its contents to a large box.

"Yeah," Ashton sighs. "He just lay there, with his eyes closed, not doing anything as she said all this stuff."

"That's..." I put the phone on loud speaker so I can actually search through the things I just put in the box. "That's really not okay."

"Tell me about it," I hear a clatter on the other end of the phone and then a smash. "Shit!" Ashton yells loudly.

"What was that?!" I ask quickly.

"Nothing, nothing," Ashton replies. "I was just trying to get out some food for Sophie, and kinda dropped it." He admits shyly.

I shake my head and try to suppress a smile. "Are you sure you don't want me to come down?"

"Nah," Ashton shakes his head. "I'm all good, just sweeping away now."

"Okay," I sigh back, the worried feeling not leaving me. "Well you know I would help you anytime."

"Yeah, I know." Ashton says back.

There a silence and I wonder if it's time for me to end the call. I still have tons more to pack away in my mum's house. I gave her a choice. She either cuts all contact with my dad or I leave. I guess I'm leaving then. I was given a day to pack or change my mind, but I'm not changing my mind. I want to cut all ties with my dad, my mum is the only thing stopping me. I don't exactly have a place to go. Ashton's is my first choice usually but after our big fight a couple nights ago I don't really know if that would be such a good idea. There is something different with us. We haven't exactly made up. We're obviously talking again but we haven't said sorry or really gotten back together. It's just all really weird between us right now. I would ask Karlie if I could crash at hers but she has a lot going on right now. There is always Michael and Bella. That could work, Luke is with his mum right now so they have a spare room that won't be getting used for the baby.

I reach down into the box and pull out what I can feel to be old candy wrapper I've stuck in my desk from when I was probably about ten, gross. The are still all sticky. I refrain from gagging and put them in the plastic trash bag beside me.

"What're you doing Saturday night?" Ashton suddenly asks, reminding me I'm still on the phone to him.

"This Saturday?" I ask thinking about it. "Nothing, why?"

"Do you want to go out for dinner?" He asks me to my surprise. "it's just we haven't been on a real date since Sophie came along so I was wondering if you want to go for one this weekend."

"Oh." I say with shock and a little bit of confusion.

"Oh?" Ashton repeats with a questioning tone. "Why oh?"

"Well, I just..." I trail off bringing out an old, empty picture frame. "I didn't realize we were still doing that." I say awkwardly.

"Oh." Ashton says shortly.

"Yeah, oh." I laugh slightly, moving the old frame into the trash bag.

"Right." Ashton says and clears his throat. "If you don't want to, I get it." He says to me.

"No, no," I say quickly. "I do, I do want to." I tell him. "I just didn't know you wanted to."

"I do." Ashton then sighs out. "I didn't mean it." He tells me. "I don't want us to break up and you weren't distracting me from Sophie." He takes a deep breath. "I was just freaking out and I thought that at that moment it was the right thing to do. But I don't think it is."