Adopted By Ashton Irwin

Hallelujah

My life started the day I got caught,
Under the covers with second hand lovers, oh,
Tied up in pretty young things,
A state of emergency who was i trying to be?

Then the time for being sad is over
And you miss 'em like you miss no other
And being blue is better than being over it

Hallelujah ~ Panic! At The Disco (my fave)

Luke's POV
"Sophie, Soph. Wake up, Ash made waffles." I shook her awake but failed.
"Let me sleep, go away, Luke." She said, her voice muffled by the pillow. "I can't eat waffles."
"Fine, but can you at least come downstairs? Remember, we have that thing to discuss with your father and I?" I stood up and pulled on a plain black T-shirt and changed my jogging bottoms.
"Alright, fine. Give me 10 minutes." She muttered before rolling out of my bed and dragging herself over to her room.

I headed to the bathroom, cleaned my teeth and attempted to do something with my messy bed hair but it was no use so I shoved on a black beanie.

I walked downstairs and saw Ashton stood at the counter, placing one waffle on each plate.
"Good morning, beautiful." I said, walking up behind him and giving him a hug from behind.
"Morning." He turned around and pulled me into a hug.
"How are you feeling?" He asked.
"I'm not too great. Where are the pain relievers for my lungs?"
"Just sit down, I'll get them. How long have you been in pain for?" He questioned from the medical cupboard.
"Since I woke up, I'm not sure whether it is just sore or if my panic disorder has resurfaced." I admitted.
"What do you mean? Lukey, what happened?" He returned with two pain relievers and a glass of water.
"Sophie woke up in the night and came into my room. We watched TV and she asked me what was going on between us. I promised her that we would explain to her today."
"Oh, right. Well, okay, that's not a problem. Come on, eat up or your waffle will go cold." He said, pushing a plate towards me.

Sophie's POV
I could hear voices coming from the kitchen and that sweet yet horrible smell of waffles and syrup.
You're fat enough, wouldn't want to make you fatter now would we? Said the little voice inside my haid.
"Shut up!" I whisper-yelled.
"Sophie, who are you talking to?" Ashton shouted.
"Uh nobody!" I called back.

These voices kept coming back again and again, but I refused to talk about them or let them get the better of me.

"Morning." I said, walking into the kitchen where Luke and Ashton were hugging whilst making waffles.
"Oh, hi. How are you?" Asked Ashton. I gave a small "I'm fine" before walking over and joining in the hug.
"I love you guys. I hope you know that." I whispered.
"We love you too, baby girl." Luke responded.
"So, where's the waffles at?" "There's an extra one on the plate over there. I wasn't sure if you would want one." Ash admitted. Luke just looked confused, as always.
"Great, I'm hungry." I said, grabbing a fork and the waffle.

Ashton's POV
Sophie is actually eating a waffle. I didn't think she would considering everything and the fact I am a terrible cook.
She ate the waffle and then went to walk up the stairs. I could see she was close to tears about eating that much but I wanted her to get better, I really did.

"Sophie, come back. Luke and I have too explain something to you like we promised." I called towards her while doing the dishes.

I don't even know how to begin to explain this...