A Poisoned Mind

Chapter ninety six

“Mm,” you mumbled as you woke up, bright and early in the morning. Still in the same position you were left in last night, still with a male hand connected to yours, but you felt soft breaths being breathed in to the back of your neck, as he had smothered his face in to the back of your neck. Rolling over, you saw Aston still fast asleep, but you kissed his temple making him mumbled as he woke up too “hello gorgeous,” he mumbled tiredly, as he yawned, pulling you more in to him “hello handsome,” you replied as he chuckled, before placing his lips softly on yours “so he’s the one getting down your trousers,” a male voice boomed in to your ears, as this voice was close. Snapping your lips away from Aston, you saw that your dad was standing at the bottom of your bed “dad...” “Introduce me, before I get bad ideas,” he said raising his voice a little “dad, this is my boyfriend,” you said sweetly, as your dad looked at you, then to Aston (who was looking petrified), then back to you “you’re dating Aston... The guy from JLS?” Your dad asked, as you smiled sweetly “wow! Never thought I’d live to see this day,” your dad chuckled, as you heard Aston take a deep breath, making you look at him and smile, before kissing his temple. “It’s nice to meet you Aston,” your dad said, as he came round to the side of Aston, and held out his hand “nice to meet you too sir,” Aston replied quietly, but quickly, shaking hands with your dad “do you like football?” Your dad asked Aston, as Aston nodded “don’t be shy,” you whispered in to Aston’s ear, as Aston suddenly relaxed “yes I do... Sir,” Aston replied “please! Stop calling me sir, sounds like I’m your master! Call me (Your dad’s name),” your dad chuckled “what football team do you support?” Your dad asked Aston “Arsenal,” Aston replied “oooo, a nice strong team! I support (The team your dad supports),” “strong team,” Aston replied “well, how about we all get up... I’ll get your mum to cook, your hero of a boyfriend breakfast, and then me and Aston can do some bonding... How does that sound?” (Your dad’s name) asked the pair of you “sounds lovely,” you replied, as Aston nodded while smiling “good! I better leave you two,” your dad chuckled, before leaving, as he shut the door behind him “phew,” Aston said, as he laid back down with relief “you did well... My dad likes you already, even though it wasn’t the best way to see you, but you know,” “what was that meant to mean?” Aston asked “do you personally, wanna let my dad see the, bed Merrygold that I know?” You asked, with a eyebrow raised “I see your point,” Aston chuckled seductively, as you placed your lips on his, but his right hand travelled down to your waist and stayed there, before your hands travelled around his neck “mm,” he mumbled, as he sat up and placed his left hand on the back of your head, not allowing you to pull away “mm, we better get up,” you mumbled between a kiss “oh,” he replied as he gave you puppy eyes, but then you checked the time “okay, five minutes then we get up,” you said warningly, but Aston winked “fine by me,” he replied as he sat up, but climbed over you, which made your back pin against the bed, for both of you to enjoy a morning kissing session!

(Your mum’s name)’s POV:

Around five minutes later of me being in the kitchen, I saw (Your name) come downstairs. “Ah! Darling, can you set up the dinner table? I won’t be long,” I said to (Your name) as I ran upstairs, and walked over to the bathroom, and opened the door, but an extremely attractive young lad was in there “oh, my gosh!” I replied, shocked as he stood there and stared at me, but I left, and hurried down the stairs. “Why do we have Aston Merrygold from JLS in the bathroom?” I asked out loud, as (Your name) came shooting out from the extended living room, and bit her lip “that’s our daughter’s boyfriend,” (Your dad’s name) said proudly “really? How did you pull such a guy?” I asked, but (Your name) shook her head, and smiled “he was in the bathroom, wasn’t he?” “Yeah, he didn’t have any jeans on, well...” I was saying, but (Your name) shot past me.

(Your name)’s POV:

Diving in to the bathroom, you saw Aston, just buckling up his jeans belt “sorry about my mum,” you said quietly, as Aston looked up at you “it’s fine,” he smiled, before kissing you softly, but you kept it going. A few seconds, later the kiss got heated, as tongue was added to it, while he pushed you slowly up against the worktop, before you jumped up on to it, before pulling the collar of his shirt, so that your lips could crush together again, while his hands ran over your thighs “ASTON,” your dad called, making you sigh, as he pulled away and opened the door a little bit “YEAH” “We’ve done your breakfast,” “oh thank you so much!” He replied, but you shut the door, and pulled his head round to yours, before placing your lips on to his “WHOSE CALLING AN ASTON?” A common voice called from upstairs “ME, WHY?” Your dad replied, but you and Aston continued the passionate kiss in the bathroom, with the door shut. “IT SOUNDS LIKE YOUR CALLING ASTON MERRYGOLD,” “WE ARE,” your dad replied “really?” “Who is that girl?” Aston asked you quietly “my sister,” “you have a sister?” Aston asked “yeah, but try and avoid her, if anything she’ll try and take you away from me,” you frowned, but Aston placed his lips on to yours “no one is taking me away from you... You’re the only girl who has me,” he replied as he kissed you in between the sentence, but you placed your lips back on to his.