arachnophobia ➸ a.i.

❁ s e v e n t e e n ❁

- Leah -

"Leah! What did you name him?"

"It's a boy?" I chuckled, closing my door and locking it.

"Yeah."

"I haven't decided yet." I shrugged, pausing in front of Ashton. "Why?"

"I think that Fletcher would be a great name for him."

"Fletcher?" I thought for a moment. "That actually seems really fitting for a hedgehog."

"Exactly!" He winked. I rolled my eyes and started walking towards the stairs, Ashton following behind me. "Did you hear about All Time Low coming to town tonight?"

"Of course I did." I shrugged, starting to walk down the stairs. "I don't have tickets though."

"That sucks. I'm going with the boys."

"That sounds fun." I smiled, reaching the bottom of the steps. "I hope you enjoy it and bring me merch." I joked.

"Yeah, I'll totally bring you a seventh dollar shirt." Ashton muttered sarcastically. Without saying another word to each other, we got into our cars and drove away in opposite directions. Ashton to wherever he was going and I to the donut shop.

After four hours of selling desert and coffee to people, my shift ended and I grabbed my phone to find nineteen missed calls and seventeen texts from Ethan. Panic rushed through my head as I immediately called him back. I didn't even notice he answered until he yelled.

"LEAH." I heard his voice loudly exclaim through the phone.

"What's wrong? Are you okay? Is-"

"LEAH! I won All Time Low meet and greet for two through a radio contest!" He exclaimed with excitement.

My mouth dropped. "Oh my god! Congratulations! That's amazing!"

"You're coming, of course. Where are you right now?"

"Ethan." I smiled in awe and shock at his kindness. "You don't have to bring me."

"Yes, I actually do! You're the only person I know that likes them!" He chuckled.

"Oh my god. I'm at work but I'm about to go home. What time should we leave?"

"I'll be at your apartment in an hour. We have to beat the traffic."

"Ethan, I love you." I grinned, hopping into my car.

"Love ya too, sweetbuns."

"Did you just compliment my butt?" I laughed.

"My buns are more toasty than yours, but your buns are okay." He joked, hanging up. I began to rush home as quickly as possible without breaking the law. When I got to the apartment building, I ran inside and up to my room and began getting ready. A light turquoise skirt with a black crop top and black vans. Perfect.

After throwing my outfit together, I pulled half my hair into a bun while leaving the other half free. My make-up was simple but rushed. Though, it turned out better than I thought it would.

I quickly and carefully opened, now Fletcher's cage and put some food in, avoiding touching his prickles while he slept. Surprisingly, he didn't move an inch as I carefully placed the pebbles of food into his bowl. Smiling at how cute he was, I closed the cage and began to pack all my other needs. Phone. Album for them to sign. GoPro. Other camera. Water. Money. Five portable phone chargers. All the concert necessities.