Beside you [5SOS/Ashton Irwin]

Chapter 5- From love to lust

A/n

There's an intense scene so if you don't like it, don't read it. xx

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I woke up to a loud bang at the front door.

Shit shit shitty shit shit.

Fuck, someone's breaking in.

I jumped up to my feet and looked at the time.

1:30 am.

I wonder if Cal and the guys came back...

There were some loud bangs in the kitchen so I grabbed the closest thing to me.

A pillow.

Yeah a pillow will totally help me if an intruder is in my house.

Note the sarcasm.

I slowly started to walk toward the kitchen to see who it was.

But of course, being the clumsy person that I am, I just had to trip over Ashton's damn leg and fall on the table which, in fact, made a HUGE noise.

"FUCK" I screamed running up the stairs trying to hide.

"Are you okay?"

What kind of intruder asks that?

Is he mental?

Oh wait, of course he's mental, he's in my effing house.

I looked behind me and saw Calum.

"I'm fine Calum"

Wait what?

Oh it was Calum!

I barely even noticed!

"Gosh Calum, you scared the living shit out of me. Don't you EVER do that again otherwise I will rip out your balls in your sleep, tie them to a rope and throw them out the window. You'll have to go get them hanging out from the window, then I will push you while your doing it, and you will fall in a bush with spiders. The spiders will eat out your eyes and-"

"We have heard enough Brooke" Michael said putting up his hand.

Poop, I wasn't finished.

"So why were you guys making so much noise?" I asked yawning.

They woke me up!

It was bad enough they woke me up this morning at 5.

I mean yesterday since its 1 am right now.

And now, they wake me up even earlier!

And I was happily cuddled up to Ashton.

Not.Cool.

"Well...your keys were missing from the pot so we had to climb through the window in the kitchen"

Shit.

I forgot that I used the key to get in when me and Ashton came back from Universal...

Oops.

"Hmm...I wonder why they were missing" I said shrugging.

Now let me tell you that I am the worst liar ever.

Like as in EVER.

My voice tends to get in a higher pitch, and I actually usually smile when I lie.

Not because I'm happy,

but because I try not to laugh.

Because I WILL laugh.