Chapter 4

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Ashton's POV

After nearly 4 hours of unpacking, I plopped down on my bed with a loud groan. I was exhausted. And my head still hurt.

I walked into the bathroom and pulled my hair into a bun on top of my head, looking at myself in the mirror.

I never thought of myself as beautiful, but I never thought of myself as ugly either. When I looked in the mirror I just saw a normal girl. A normal teenage girl with long dark brown hair, and big brown eyes.

I sighed at my appearance, I was wearing sweats and a t-shirt that was two sizes to large.

"Ashton!!! Come downstairs! The guests will be here any minute!" Aunt Kay shouted from downstairs.

My eyes flew open and my jaw nearly hit the floor. SHIT. I completely forgot Aunt Kay invited people over for dinner!

I ran to my dresser, searching for some denim high waisted shorts and a tank top. Luckily I found both, and tucked my white flowy tank top into my shorts and hurriedly put my black vans on with a simple cross necklace and stud earrings.

I ran into the bathroom and groaned. My hair was a mess.

I pulled the pony tail holder out of its place, buried in my messy bun and put it on the counter, letting my hair fall down my back.

Luckily it didn't look to bad, and wasn't to frizzy. It laid in loose curls down to the middle of my back, and I pulled some of my hair forward, letting it go down to the middle of my stomach.

I quickly put on some mascara, not bothering with any of the other makeup. I wasn't a big fan of base or blush or anything. So I never bothered using it.

I heard the doorbell ring and I quickly walked out of my room. As I walked down the hall, I heard the front door open and voices fill the downstairs portion of the house.

I walked around the corner and began to walk down the stairs when I looked down and stopped dead in my tracks.

All five of the boys I had ran into today, were inside the house. They stood facing my Aunt and brothers, and what I guessed to be their moms were standing behind them.

"There you are! Come down here and introduce yourself!" Aunt Kay scolded playfully, putting her hand on her hip.

The five boys heads shot up and looked at me, mouths dropping open. I looked down at the ground feeling the heat rise to my cheeks, and went down the stairs quickly.

I stood beside Luke and grabbed him, pulling him into my side and messing up his hair.

"Everyone, this is my niece, Ashton." Aunt Kay said smiling.

"We've already met." Louis said, smirking.

I pressed my lips together and smiled without teeth, nodding slowly.

Aunt Kay looked at us with a puzzled look on her face, "Am I missing something...?"

"Harry pegged her in the back of the head with a football earlier." Niall said shrugging.

"Niall!" Harry hissed, slapping him on the back of the head.

"Harry!" Hissed a woman who I believed to be his mom, also slapped him on the back of the head.

The two boys glared at each other, mumbling, then looked at the ground rubbing the back of their heads.

"Harry Styles, apologize. NOW." His mom scolded, hitting his shoulder.

"Sorry Ashton..." He said in a quiet voice, his bottom lip sticking out.

His mom just rolled her eyes, walking past him and in front of me, "I am so sorry for my sons behavior, I'm Anne." She said with a warm smile, pulling me in for a hug.

My eyes widened at her gesture, surprised at first, but then I hugged her back and smiled, "It's nice to meet you."

I was then introduced to each of the boys parents, hugging each of them.

"Now that everyone knows each other, let's get this thing started!" Aunt Kay clapped, smiling and grabbing Anne's hand.

The boys moms all followed behind my crazy Aunt, laughing and talking while the five boys stayed behind standing in front of me and my brothers.

"Sooo... " Liam said, scratching the back of his neck.

I pursed my lips together, running my fingers through Luke's hair, causing Luke to move away from me and shove me playfully. I stuck my tongue out at him as he did the same, laughing and I watched him run up the stairs.

Beau clasped his hands together and let out a loud sigh, "Welp, I'm gonna go play COD upstairs, you guys have fun." He said smiling at the boys, giving them a head nod and a wink to me before jetting up the stairs.

Suddenly Jace's phone went off with a loud ding, he pulled it out of his pocket and read the text, smiling at his phone.

"Jessie just texted, she wants to Skype. I'm gonna go upstairs." Jace said to me, my eyes widening, pleading for him to stay.

"Sorry AJ, I'll come down as soon as I'm done. But if you guys leave before I'm done, it was nice to meet all of you. Maybe we can all hang out before school Monday?" Jace asked the boys, and they all nodded, agreeing that they would. Jace shook all of their hands, then followed behind Beau and went to his room, closing the door.

"You guys wanna play catch?" Zayn asked shrugging.

"Sure." I replied, putting my hands in my front pockets.

All five of the boys heads shot towards me, eyes wide and eyebrows scrunched together.

"You wanna play catch with us?" Louis asked, raising his eyebrows and folding his arms across his chest.

"Is that a problem?" I asked, slightly irritated, taking his pose and also crossing my arms over my chest, raising one eyebrow and smirking.

"No uh um- I didn't mean it like that it just- I-" Louis stuttered, taken aback by my reply.

"Louis just means that most girls don't want to play catch with us." Liam explained.

"I'm not like 'most girls'." I replied, giving a fake sweet smile.

"We can see that..." Harry mumbled, looking at me with squinted eyes.

I squinted my eyes back at him and Niall said "Damn. I think this girl is gonna be able to hang with us. Alright let's go then! Enough standing around!"

And that's when it all started.

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(A/N) Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been super busy with school. But I hope you guys like the chapter.(: please comment any ideas you might have. Which one of the boys do you like the most with Ashton?(: the next chapter will be very exciting! Thanks for reading!

-Abby

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