The Therapist's Son // Ashton Irwin [AU] ✔

Epilogue

Surprise bitchatchos! An epilogue! Maybe this can inspire a sequel or short story/ one shot continuation...Anyways, this is officially it. Thanks so much to everyone who's spent time reading this, I'm sorry if the ending was crappy. I love you all so much and I hope you'll find enjoyment in some of my other stories as well.

x Callie

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"So tell me," I put my bare feet on the dashboard of the rental car. "You said you drained your bank account?"

Ashton looked back over his shoulder to pull out of the parking space, mumbling a confirmation. We had decided to leave the bike. It was honestly getting to be a piece of junk, and someone who found it could put it to better use, anyways.

"I have a little over three thousand dollars hidden in the backseat," He put the car in drive and accelerated out of the parking lot. "It was college money, but whatever."

My eyes buldged at the amount.

"I go back home in six days! You didn't need to bring that much with you."

"Well, actually..." He trailed off, and I knew the look on his face. He was tempted to say something, but he was scared of my reaction. "What if we didn't go back right away?"

"You mean stay here?" I asked, deciding to change the radio station.

"I mean do some traveling. Just you and me. We won't tell anyone, we'll just kind of vanish together." His suggestion shocked me, my mouth hung agape, I was dumbfounded.

Sure, I loved the idea of a road trip, but not tell anyone? What about responsiblities? Friends, school? If Ashton spent all of his savings on a road trip, that would set him even further back for college.

"Think about it, Natalie, we could go anywhere you want for as long as you please! No nagging, no responsiblities, no one judging your every move...Its a ticket to freedom, really." I wasn't sure if Ashton had finally completely lost his mind, or if this was his idea to find it.

He turned onto the freeway, the speedometer increasing. Ashton was one of the drivers I felt most safe with, but I couldn't ever quite pinpoint why.

"We could drive all night, sleep all day, stay in five star hotels Monday night and Motel 6's the next. City lights, open roads, mountains. Doesn't it sound fantastic?"

"It does." I admitted. We sat in silence for a few minutes. The exit to get off in order to get to my dad's apartment was rapidy increasing, but Ashton's ideas had my adrenaline rushing through my veins.

We were both crazy.

"If you don't want to, you don't have to. I'll take you back to your dad's. Is the exit nearby?"

"You just passed it." I answered, rolling down my window.

"Do you want me to get off the next exit and go back?"

"No," My mouth spoke before my brain could fully process it. "Keep driving, Ash." He smiled.

"Where to first, my love?" Ashton asked, happiness laced in his voice.

"Anywhere," I answered. "As long as I'm with you." I turned up the volume of the radio, and Ashton signaled to get into the fast lane.