Moving Out

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3 Months Later

*Ashley's P.O.V*

"Derick I want to get out of this house." I said looking up at him. I was laying in his chest with his arms wrapped around me.

"Well move out." He smiled.

"Thanks. Didn't think of that." I said kind of annoyed.

"Sorry. Are you going to college?"

"I don't think I would be able to handle college. I don't even know what I'm gonna do with my life. Where would I go? Would I get a house or an apartment? What job am I gonna have? Am I gonna get married? I don't know the answers to any of those things."

"Well I hope the last one is a yes." He smirked. I smiled.

"Was that a proposal I just heard?"

"No." He looked at me and brushed my hair back with his hand. "Not yet." He stated. I blushed and changed the subject.

"Are you going to college?"

"Probably not. Would you want to move out with me?"

"I thought you would never ask."

"So yeah?"

"Yeah."

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"Derick!" I called.

"Yeah?" He said walking out of the bathroom with his boxers on.

"Apartment or house?"

"I don't care."

"Answer the damn question!"

"I want a house. But whatever you want."

"Your a smart boy." I said looking at my laptop.

"Where would we move?" He asked.

"I don't know. Where do you think we should move?" He shrugged.

"Not to far. But not to close. I really wanna move to farther into LA."

"Ok. I'm cool with that."

"Great." I scrolled through my laptop finding houses.

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