It's Only Time (Ashton Irwin Fanfiction based on Dark)

Chapter 25

I sat next to Ashton on the edge of the master bed. He recived thirty seven stitches to fix up the small dent in his side, but he wasnt seriously hurt. He came home at around 3am and I had reluctantly been serving him all his wishes. I set down his hot tea and layed next to him. He was lying shirtless, the bandage around his torso, and the blanketbcovering his waist down. I snuggled against his un harmed side. He wrapped an arm around me.

"Change your mind, ye?" He asked.

"I love you, and I need you."

"I know." He kissed the top of my head. We lay in bed for a few more minutes until I opened Sam's old laptop and sat with Ashton while he tweeted. He was chuckling to himself when he stopped dead, clicking on his mentions. I watched him as he silently opened a video attachment, and we both stared as the small wheel signaled it was loading. I screamed and shut my eyes when I saw the screen. Ashton clapped a hand over my mouth so he could hear. I'll never un see what I just saw. Harry. Blindfolded. Bruised. Bleeding. Crying. I stilfed another cry when I heard a dark voice on the other end.

"Want him back, Ashton? You know where to find him." The clip ended.

Ashton took his hand off my lips and clenched his fist.

"Ash?" I whispered. "Who was that?" Ashton didnt answer, instead he leaned over me and kissed me hard. Our tongues smashed together and I moaned into his mouth. He reached a hand under tank top and left soft circular motions underneath my boob. I yelped a little when he bit down on my lip. I was ready to give into temptation when I realized he never answered my question. I pulled back and moved some curls out of Ashton's eyes. If he wanted to play that way, I would play that way. I pulled my shirt over my head and watched in amusment as Ashton's lips wiggled, trying not to smirk. He reached out to stroke my exposed skin but I stopped him. "Tell me who the man in the video was." Ashton rolled his eyes and fell back onto his pillow. "You're loss... If you dont want to be fucked, then you wont be." He said simply. I frowned. Why wont he tell me? I reached to my back and unclasped my bra, letting it fall to the bed. This time Ashton closed his eyes and smiled to himself.

"Brie." It almost sounded like he giggled. "C'mon."

I could tell he was cracking, so I let my small smirk work on my lips and decided to really mess with his mind. I slide a hand up my torso and squeezed my boob. Ashton groaned next to me.

"Please stop, I"

I interuptted him and rolled back my shoulders. "Tell me who the man is."

He grinned. "Well, if I dont tell you, its obvious youre going to continue and touch yourself.. so I dont ill say anything. You look hot." I grabbed a hoodie off the floor and slide it over my head.

"Fine. No Brie for Ashton, then." I sat back against the headboard and felt it shake when Ashton sat forward. He sighed, right in my face, and bit his lip.

"His name is Jonathon."

**Sorry guys but only a few more chapters till the story ends): but i think ill make a dark Luke...ilyasm - Reagan**