Girl's Hate Liars - 5SOS

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Chapter Five
Lucy's POV

I giggled as Michael's hair tickled my neck.

He left little kisses and I wrapped my arms around him.

"I love you" I smile.

Michael smiles and stands up pulling me with him.

I jump onto his back hugging him, wrapping my legs around his waist, resting my arms on his shoulders.

Aidan runs into the room.

"Drop the bass!" He yells.

We play a game where if someone yells 'Drop the bass' you have to drop whatever your holding, no matter what, as long as it's not a baby or animal because thats just mean.

My eyes widen as Michael quickly stood up straight causing me to fall of his back and onto the floor.

I squeal.

"Aidan!" I yell.

Michael helps me up.

I chase after Aidan as he runs down the hall and into his room.

I run into it grabbing him lifting him into the air dropping him onto his bed before attack him with tickles. He laughs loudly letting out squeals.

*4 Hours Later*

There's a knock at the front door and I peak out the peep hole to see who it was.

"Michael" I call as I open the front door.

As soon as I open it I'm immediately pushed against the wall and kissed.

I'm frozen in shock and my eyes are wide open in surprise.

I snap out of my shocked state and try and push the person away.

They taste strongly of alcohol.

The person is ripped off me by a furious Michael.

"What the fuck Ashton!?" Michael growls.

I quickly shut the front door locking it.

Michael goes to punch Ashton but I quickly grab Michael's arm and pull him back.

"He's drunk Mikey" I say.

Michael huffs angrily.

Ashton starts to cry.

I look at Michael confused.

"Ashton?" I ask.

He shakes his head.

"I'm sorry" he slurs.

"Mikey don't hate me please" he sobs.

"What?" Michael asks confused.

Ashton just continued to drunkenly sob on the floor.

Eventually Michael sighed and helped Ashton to the guest room and told him to sleep and left some Advil and water on the side table.

Michael and I went to our room and locked the door.

"You okay?" Michael asks.

I nod.

"Um...yeah I'm fine" I say.

I brush my teeth, Michael doing the same before we both climb into bed.

I kiss Michael's lips, our kiss turns into a heated make out session and I climb onto his lap leaving a trail of kisses down his jawline before leaving a dark hickey on his neck.

I gently nibbled on his ear lobe and whispered "I'm all yours"

Michael excitedly flipped us over ripping off our remain clothing before grabbing a condom.

*The Next Morning*

I was cleaning up the breakfast plates and loading the dishwasher well Michael dropped the kids off at school.

Ashton walked into the kitchen and sat down on a stool at the island.

"Want a coffee?" I ask.

Ashton nods.

I pour him one before leaning on the counter standing in front of him looking into my own mug.

"I'm sorry about last night, I really am, I was just really drunk and upset and angry at Emma for leaving" he sighs.

"Wait what?" I gasp. "What do you mean Emma leaving?"

Ashton frowns sighing.

"I've been a shit boyfriend, and father. I'm never home and when I am I'm either drunk or hungover, I haven't spent anytime with Emma in 6 months and the kids think I hate them, Emma got fed up and left with the kids, I don't know where she went, she probably went to Aus to visit my mum" Ashton said.

"Ash I'm so sorry" I say and hug him.

He hugs back and starts crying.

"You should call her, actually I'll call her first and talk to her okay?" I say.

He nods.

"Do you love her?" I ask.

"More than anything" He says.

"Then you need to show her. I'm not sure if it's too late, or if he have a chance to fix things but you need to fully commit to your family."

"I want too."

"You need to promise me something" I say.

"What?" He asks.

"You won't drink anymore, you need to show Emma that she matters more then alcohol and parties, and your kids need to not see you as there dumb drunk dad who's never around"

Ashton nods.

*20 Minutes Later*

Michael was driving Ashton home, and then to a rehabilitation centre.

Ashton wanted to get help, he wanted to get better for Emma, and for his kids, he didn't want to lose his family.

I dialled Emma's number and she answered.

I explained to her what happened last night and she was upset that he kissed me but got over it.

"Why didn't his sorry ass call me? Why did you call?" Emma asks, not trying to be rude but it came out rude.

"I told him not to call you to give you some time to cool off, but he can't call now anyways" I say.

"Why did his drunk ass lose his phone? That idiot" Emma laughs coldly.

"No, he didn't lose his phone, he just won't have access to phones for 4 weeks"

"Why?" Emma asked concerned.

"Because he's in rehab, he's trying to get better for you and the kids" I say.

"Really?"

"Why wouldn't he call me first and tell me this!?" Emma yells madly.

"Michael and I wouldn't let him call"