Unpredictable~A 5SOS Fanfic

11. Dave The Curfew Cutter

-Mia's POV-

After Aliana left, I picked out my clothes for the day. They consisted of dark-wash kapris, black flip-flops, and a Captain America shirt.After I laid that out, I ran and took a quick shower. I quickly got dressed, noticing it was 12:30, I attempted to dry my hair, which didn't work out very well, so I just threw it up into a high pony-tail. After throwing on my shoes and putting my stuff in my bag and my phone in my back pocket, I ran downstairs.

12:57

Siri and Dave are nowhere to be seen, but I see a note on the table.

Dear Aliana and Mikayla,

Dave and I went out shopping and out to dinner. We may be in late. Please be home by 9.

Love,
Siri and Dave

9? What why 9? It's usually 10:30! Wh- oh yea. Tomorrow the first day of school tomorrow. YAY! Hahaha whose actually excited for school? NOBODY!

Once I get outside, I realize something.

I DONT KNOW WHERE ASHTON LIVES! Crap! Let me call him.

"Mikayla?"

"Hey!"

"What's up? Where are you it's 10 after 1."

"Hahah yea... About that."

"You can't come?"

"No! I can come. I just.. Don't know where you live?" That last part came out more of a question than a statement.

"Oh. Haha I thought you knew! Ill come outside!"

"How would I-" he hung up. This kid, I swear.

"HEY MIA OVER HERE!" I twist around completely. He's standing on the porch next door.

"Hey!" I smile

"Come on. They boys are gunna be here in about 10 minutes."

"Ok", so nobody's here. Great. I'm going to left alone with a hormonal teenage boy. Great.

"So about I give you a tour of the place yea?"

"Yea cool. I didn't know you lived next door."

"Yea I guess I forgot to tell ya that." Damn his accent is cute. No. Stop it. He's just a friend. Stop.

When we entered his house, I noticed a lot of family photos. Nawwww baby ashton!

"Ok so this is the living room." He motioned to a room with a tv, a long couch, a love seat, and a recliner. It looked a lot like our living room.

"This is the kitchen. And down that hallway is my parents room. And this way up the stairs is my room, and my brother and sisters rooms. Come on. I want you to see my room." He grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs. It was the very last room.

There was poster of ATL, Blink-182, and others. His room was actually pretty neat, but what caught my eye wash his drum kit. It was just so, pretty and well taken care of. As I continued scooting out his room, I saw he has a window seat. I went over and looked out the window. What I could see surprised me.

My room.

When I turned around Ashton was sitting on his bed looking at me, scratching the back of his neck.

"Y-You can see into my room?"

"Haha. Yea. But I don't see anything. Your really good with keeping your blinds and curtains closed."

"Yea, well I lived in NYC, so we had to keep our blinds closed. Everything was just so close together."

"Yea. So I should probably order pizza yea?"