fallen - book one

netfilx and chill - six

(AN: I would like to apologize in advance, I didn't know what Netflix and Chill was...)

Ashton's POV

She looked so innocent, so beautiful. It was like what I did to her never happened, as if she was a white rose in a field of red ones.

I wrote in my worn down leather journal.

"Ashton, Madison's at the door." Mum said, I quickly shut my book and stuffed it between my bed sheets.

"Hi." She smiled, her green eyes shining.

"Hey." I smiled back, mentally slapping myself.

"Aren't you gonna let me in? Or let me freeze to death?" She giggled shivering.

I, once again, mentally slapped myself as I stepped aside, letting her in.

"Mum were going to watch movies, can you go up to your room please?" I asked her, she nodded and headed upstairs.

"So." She said.

"So."

"Yeah."

"Shit."

"What?"

"Mother fucking table leg, fuck you cunt ass bitch god damn it go to hell fucking asshole douche ass fucked." I swore.

"What?"

"I stubbed my pinky toe." I murmured, she darted to laugh. "What? It hurts." She just kept laughing.

"The super masculine Ashton Irwin hits his pinky toe on the edge of the table and starts crying about it." She giggled.

"You think I'm masculine?" I raised my left eyebrow. Not my right. Only girls raise that eyebrow. I'm fucking manly.

"Don't flatter yourself." She rolled her eyes, playfully slapping my stomach.

I smirked down at her reaction, "What the fuck are you doing at the gym?"

I just shrugged.

"So what are we gonna watch?" She asked.

"I dunno." I shrugged.

"What about," she trails off, sitting on the ground I front of the tv, using the remote to scroll through.

"Why are you on the ground?" I asked.

"Your body took up the whole couch you douche." She chuckled. I looked down and blushed, sitting up straight instead of laying across the couch.

She quickly sat back up. "Criss, Cross, Applesauce." She chanted as she positioned herself, looking at me expectantly.

"Why?" I asked.

"Because were watching Peter Pan!" She squealed excitedly.

"Why not that one movie about strippers?" I suggested.

"Magic Michael or something? It's about male strippers." She laughed.

"It's not called Magic Michael." I laughed, she just blushed.

"Back to Peter Pan." She murmured.

-

"We should invite over the rest of them." She said, while taking a handful of popcorn from my bowl. I tried to swat her hand away but she just gabbed more.

"Yeah text them." I murmured, engrossed in the end of the movie.

Madison's POV

To: MICHAEL'S ASS IS FINE, Lucifer, Calum down Hood, Kenna Is An Idiot, ASSHOLE ALL'S, The Myan Idiot, Ashton Fucker Irwin.

Me: Hey wanna come to Ash's house for a movie marathon?

MICHAEL'S ASS IS FINE: sure omw

Kenna Is An Idiot: wtf is omw

Lucifer: it's on my way

Ashton Fucker Irwin: just hurry the hell up

Calum Down Hood: sure

The rest of the group pretty much agreed, coming over right away.

Luke sat next to me on the couch, wrapping me in a side hug. "Hey Em." He smiled, I could faintly see his lip and eyebrow piercing in the dark.

"Hi Lukie Pookie." I giggled, laying my head ong is shoulder.

"Shut up were watching Pitch Perfect!" Kenna yelled.

Luke and I giggled at the same time, my head was up against his chest as he played with my hair.

"Luke?" I asked.

"Yeah?" He asked.

I kissed him in the cheek. "Thanks again," I sighed, "for everything."

"No problem babe." He smiled.

Luke's POV

She had fallen asleep on my shoulder, her soft snores coming from her lips.

"You guys can all sleep over I'll have mum text your parents." Ashtons said, we all murmured in agreement.

"Goodnight babe." I whispered.

"Your whipped, and she's not even yours." Michael whispered.

"She will be." I murmured to myself.

-

I woke the next morning, holding a pillow instead of a body.

"Look who's finally awake." Madison giggled. She was looking at me from the ground where she sat in between Michael's legs as he played FIFA. She looked back remembering she was playing too. "Oops." She giggled.

"Hi." Michael said.

"You ship Larry too?" Madison asked.

"Best bromance out there!" Michael laughed.

They both laughed about it and continued playing FIFA.

"We brought back McDonalds!" Ashton called.

"Yay!" Michael and Madison said at the same time, running up to Ashton and embracing him.

"Your the best Ash!" Madison said, kissing him on the cheek and gabbing two bags for Michael and herself then plopping back down over with Michael; as they continued with FIFA.

I grabbed some food and sat on the couch next to them.

"Madison your blocking my view!" Michael moaned.

"I am the view Clifford." She giggled.

"Someone's been hanging around Luke to much and picked up on his bad jokes." Calum said, then everyone started laughing.

"Screw you all." I chuckled.

"AWW is little Lukey upset?" Madison said in a baby voice.

"Hmph." I crossed my arms, turning away from her.

"Does little Lukey want a hug?" She asked. I nodded my head still not facing her. She got on my lap and put her legs either side of me. Her arms wrapped tightly around my neck as I wrapped mine around her small torso. "Better?" She asked me, resting her hand on my shoulder.

"Yep." I smiled. "Now sit with me." I said, pulling her back towards me. She readjusted herself so her back was pressed against my chest- as my arms wrapped around her waist. My face was in the crook of her neck as I hummed against it.

"So, who's up for truth or dare?" Calum smirked.

-

THIS IS NOT GOING TO END WELL OH SHIT

-YOUR BABE