XIV

Chapter 27

Ashton's POV

Slipping off my paint covered flannel I threw it on the messy bed before walking into the bathroom and stripping off the rest of my clothes. Turning the shower on I waited for it to become hot enough before jumping in.

Facing away from the shower head I let the heat cleanse my body of the sweat that's been building up for the past three days.

"Thank god for water." I muttered feeling slightly better since I could now relax that  we had finally finished building.

After washing my hair and body I turned off the shower and wrapped a towel loosely around my waist before stepping out.

Wiping the bathroom mirror allowing myself to see myself I saw very noticeable scruff along my jawline and chin.

"Screw it." I muttered huskily grabbing shaving cream from under the sink and my razor.

Covering the "scruffed" area of my face with shaving cream, I very carefully began shaving the designated area before rinsing all the leftover cream off.

Giving myself a thumbs up I walked out of the bathroom and into my room before removing the towel and throwing it on the bed carelessly. Walking into the closet I found a pair of boxers and basketball shorts before going down stairs.

Grabbing myself a beer, I popped open the top and walked into the large living room before turning on the tv.

Just as I had found a suitable show a quiet knock came from the front door.

Groaning I set the beer down before standing and walking down the hallway. Without a care in the world I unlocked and threw open the door to reveal an unexpected guest.

Their eyes were slightly brighter now but their hair was the same length. The clothes they wore reminded me of when we first met back some time. It's like they'd never been gone. Like they never left.

"Holy shit." I whispered causing them give me a disapproving look.

"No cussing Ashton."

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Audrey's POV

"She's on her way to the resturaunt." I told Marisa who was preoccupied in the bathroom. Looking at myself once again in the mirror I adjusted my hair and dress. Marisa soon came out looking dissatisfied in her dress.

Marisa pouted. "I look pregnant."

"You are pregnant." I pointed out.

"Doesn't mean I want to look it yet." I nodded in agreement since it is slightly weird seeing a small bump on our once flat stomachs.

"We've got to go anyways so shut it and lets go." I said grabbing her hand and pulling her out of the dorm.

Getting into Marisa's car she pulled out of the dorms driveway and got onto the highway. As we got into traffic Marisa stared straight ahead instead of singing along to the song Eyes, Nose, Lips which she always sings to. I turned and looked at her.

"What's on your mind?" She turned and looked at me.

"Later. I'll tell you later." I shook my head.

"Now."

Marisa looked unsure. "After winter break I'm not going to Ole Miss, at least not physically."

"What?! Why?!" I shouted loudly as the car began to accelerate.

"Because as it gets closer to my due date I'll have more doctor appointments and stuff so I'll need Calum there to help." I looked at her and could tell she wasn't telling me the whole story but at the moment I didn't feel like prying.

"Why do you have to quit going to Ole Miss though?"

"Because I need to be where Calum is." She reasoned.

I pouted. "He can come here then."

She shook her head. "His work is in California."

"I don't get why you have to leave." I continued to argue.

"You don't need to." She said sounded annoyed. "You just needed to know."

I didn't know what to say after that. Neither of us said anything the rest of the ride to the restaurant.

Pulling up to the valets post, Marisa and I got out of the car before walking in and letting the valet park the car.

"Right this way." Following the middle-aged man we were given a table and thanked him and sat down.

"I feel like we need to order some fancy wine but were pregnant." I muttered grabbing the menu and just decided on some lemonade.

"I'm here!" Looking up I saw a very enthusiastic Kayla.

Her hair was shorter than before and she has been straightening her hair more lately. Light makeup covered her face and she wore clothes that wouldn't make you think she'd given birth almost two years ago. In other words, she looked good for a mom.

"Kayla!" Marisa and I said standing and hugging her before taking our seats once again.

She smiled brightly. "Hey! How have you guys been?"

"I'm pregnant. How do you think?" Kayla smacked Marisa's arm.

"Besides getting knocked up. How are you and the boys?"

"Well-" both looked at me for an answer. When I didn't say anything Kayla turned towards Marisa.

"What's going on?"

"Calum is supportive and we plan on moving in with one another in a month. Luke is being an ass and won't talk to Audrey about their children-" I glared at Marisa.

"Wait... children?" Kayla asked shocked.

Marisa looked at her. "Yes. Anyways-"

"How many?" Marisa sighed.

"You know you ask me to give you an answer but then you keep interrupting me." Kayla gave Marisa her motherly look.

"Three. We're having three." I answered causing Kayla to spit out her wine.

"Your vagina!" Kayla said quietly so people wouldn't look at us oddly.

"That's what I said!" Marisa stated.

"Yo. Can we not talk about how I'll probably need to get my vagina fixed after this." Kayla looked at me with a serious face.

"Honey the chances of you popping all three of those out is highly unlikely."

"What?" I asked confused.

"You'll most likely get a c-section." My jaw dropped.

"Oh my god." Marisa said with tears brimming in her eyes. "This taste disgusting."

Kayla and I just looked at her. Of all people to get pregnant with at the same time, it had to be the one person who hardly knows how to wash her own clothes.