It Began With A Cupcake

Chapter 9

Ashton:

"Cupcake, I can explain." I pleaded as I grabbed hold of her forearm. "Explain what?" She yelled as she yanked her arm back.

''There is nothing to explain, Ashton! You're still the same old player self! I was stupid to think that you were going to change just for me!" She continued, a glare coming with it. Ouch. "It's nothing!'' I assured as she walked up towards me.

I gotta admit it; she looked pretty hot with her arms crossed against her chest, her nostrils flaring angrily. Damn, hey penis? You better not get turned on!

"Did you just say that? We've been dating for fucking two months and I come to surprise you to lighten up the mood. But then, you've already called one of your sluts to make you forget about your parents' divorce? 'Ashie bear? Where are you? I've already got the condoms!'' She mocked as she slapped my cheek.

I looked at her my eyes filled with guilt. My eyes met with hers, her pupils flamed in anger. What have I done? "We're over." She stated with anger in every voice. I watched her climb my windowsill as she clambered into her own room. Miranda walked in with a huge grin plastered on her face.

"Heyy, handsome, you ready?" She whispered trying to sound seductive. She pulled off her shirt and pants revealing black laced underwear. I shudder and roll to the other side of my bed. "Where is Ashton?'' Miranda asked as her hand brushed against my neck. She bites her lip as her fingers trailed down me. I push her hand away as she glares at me.

''If you're gonna act this way, then I'm going home to read, Ashton." She screeched as she slipped on her clothes. "Good to see you opening something that isn't your legs." I mimicked as she stormed outside. I switched on my phone and flicked through pictures of Abigail and me. How could I have let her storm out of my life?

Abigail:

The minute I walked into my room I burst into tears. I called Alex and he came rushing in. "And the w...w...worst thing is that Miranda knew that I liked him." I whimpered as Alex hugged me. "You need someone who will always be there for you, abs." He sighed as he played with my hair. "You're so naïve Abigail. To see you crying makes me hurt, Abigail. It hurts me." Alex continued as I choked on my own tears. Could Alex l-like me?

''I do, Abigail. I do like you." He said with no hesitation. Argh fluff! I gotta stop saying my thoughts out loud. Then why did he play with some many girls? "To try and get you out of my mind." Alex whispered as he kissed my forehead. See? I just did it again!

I shook my head and walked away from him. "Lex, I only like you as a friend.'' I whispered as hurt splashed on his face. "I know, just come downstairs will you?" He pleaded as he grabbed my wrist and downstairs was Ashton. ''Will you be mine again?'' Ashton asked as I nodded, running into his arms. "Take good care of her, man. She's a keeper. But if you hurt her, I will chop your dick off and feed it to you." Alex warned as he shook Ashton's hand. "I'm sorry, cupcake. I truly am." He pleaded as I hugged him tightly. "I forgive you.'' I squeaked as I felt a genuine smile upon my hair.

*.*.*

*4 months later*

He swung me around as I giggled. "You, lovebirds are gonna be late for school if you don't stop!'' Aunt Ambers hollered. Ashton nodded and opened his BMW for me. I slid in and fumbled with my fingers. He slid in beside me and we drove in silence. "Babe, can I ask you something?" Ashton inquired as I looked up to see a smirk plastered on his face.

"We never ever went on a date so... I'll meet you on Friday at the Woodville Fair?" He asked hopefully as a smile danced on my lips. He smiled and intertwined our fingers together. We walked to school together, looks glancing my way.

''Is that Abigail Keaton?''

''I knew she was a softie at heart!''

''After Ashton is done with her, I'm gonna ask him to give her to me.''

''Is that his new toy?''

''I'd tap that.''

''I need ice, she's too hot.''

''That ass, I'd totally bang that!'' A meathead groaned as my head whipped around swiftly.

"Oi, meathead, if I wanted to hear from an asshole, I would fart!'' I snarled as a hand snaked around my waist.

"Stay away from her." Ashton growled as he pulled me away. Is that some dude thing, where they would growl at each other? He literally growled.

They are so mature. Note the sarcasm.

I walked past Miranda shooting daggers at her. Ashton had gone to go buy my lunch.

"How's it going between you two? Just remember that he's mine forever." She whispered smirking. "How long did it take you to say that? Did you read a book about 'how to blackmail for dummies'? Congratulations on opening something other than your legs!" I growled sarcastically. Okay, maybe it's a girl thing too.

During the weeks, Miranda had changed. She used to be timid but now, she was some slut who didn't give a shit about who banged her. She slowly climbed up the popularity scale by giving pleasure to guys. She snarled at me before walking up towards Ashton. He dropped the lunch trays.

Ashton:

"I'll have a burger meal and a bowl of macaroni cheese?'' I said to the cashier handing a ten dollar note.

"Thank you!'' I nodded politely as the lady batted her eyelashes.

Eugh, she was like forty years old. Cougar, much?

Just then Miranda walks towards me.

"Uh, hi?"'

"Ashton, I have to tell you something!"

"I'm pregnant, with your baby."

"Are you s...sure?" I asked as she nodded innocently. I mean the last person, I slept with was you." She smiled.

"We're getting a paternity test!" I said solemnly.

Her face whitened.

IM SOO SORRY GUYS! I HAD NO WIFI SO YEA 

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