It Started With Ice Cream

Chapter 2- Dare on!

Ashton's POV

*2 WEEKS AGO*

"Luke, fuck off." I said, shoving him off me. Him and Calum we're having their daily argument about stupid shit and Calum shoved him right into me. So I can hear Luke screaming bloody murder at me because I burnt him with my cigarette. Well,you sicko, learn to stable your long legs. "Stop whining."

Luke pouts and falls into Michael's bean bag. "Okay!" Michael shouted, coming into the room with four beers and throwing them around. He halted before giving me mine and I didn't even say anything. "Ashton..."

"I know, two beers a day, got it." I roll my eyes, grabbing it from his hand.

Last month, I started spitting blood. Of course, I said nothing to them about it but Michael just happened to see me spit once and he hasn't let me off since. I haven't even gotten properly drunk since because he's worried for my health. Its not my fault that I have both a drinking and smoking problem. It just happened over the course of my life and I guess I never could go back. Michael forced me to see a doctor and they said I was having early stage kidney failure and that I could come back from it but I had to stop drinking as much and maybe they'd have a kidney in time for me.

My life is fucked because I drink 2-5 beers a day. "Alright, its Ashton's turn for the 2 month dare."

Every 2 months, all of us get together and dare one of us to do something over a course of 2 months. Michael just finished his 'no sex' for 2 months dare and his life was shit. It seems girls just like him more when he couldn't have him. Long story short, he owes us all 40 dollars because he had cheated. "It is my turn, yes."

"Nothing that has to do with alcohol unless your telling him not to drink it at all."I launch a pillow at Michael in annoyance.

Luke rolls his eyes. "Actually, I have a pretty good one. So have y'all ever been to my girlfriends house?"

"Why would we risk the porn, Lucas?" I joke and he throws a pillow at me. I'm surprised Michael's pillows haven't waged war on us for throwing them around. "Alright, I haven't." I say, grabbing a cigarette from my pocket.

Michael snatches it with a straight face and I roll my eyes. "Me neither. Why?"

"Well,she has a roommate who I must say is pretty damn hot." All of us groan. Luke likes to look at other girls other than Irene, his girlfriend and I'm pretty sure he knows that. But since he's a 'taken man', he barely describes then.

"Are you going to tell us what she looks like or stutter till I fuck your head in?" Calum says, taking a long swig from his beer.

Luke rolls his eyes. "I won't describe her at all. Here's a picture of her." The girl, I must say, was pretty sexy. Even though she was wearing 20 different colors. "I dare you to make her fall head over heels for you."

"Challenge accepted." I shrug. "Does she have like a job or something?"

Luke bites his lip. "Yeeaaa...."

"Is she a stripper? Why are you being weird?" I ask, narrowing my eyes at him. "Where does she work?"

He sighs. "At that small tiny sweets shop-"

"My DADS sweet shop. The one that's supposed to be hitting the US soon? That small tiny sweets shop?" I groan.

In short, me and my Dad never ever got along. Ever. He wanted me to be in the business so I was like, 'okay fine'. But that wasn't good enough for him, he wanted me to be life committed to being in the business. I was like fine because my Mom needed the money anyway and I'd do anything for my Mom but....things happened and I spiraled. My dad didn't let me leave the company for good because I'm the one that makes the recipes. Of course, he never tells anyone that.

"Thanks, Luke." I say, flipping him off.

He throws me a thumbs up. "Dare on?"

I sigh. "Dare on."

So a week later, I stand in front of the store, switching from foot to foot. Rolling my eyes, I move to walk into the store and dear old girly zips passed me. I watched her through the window, running to the back and coming back with a nametag and a huge red bow. I couldn't help but smile as coming into the store as she started with another customer. Maybe I'm funny, maybe I was rushing, maybe I'm an ass but I started tapping the bell.

"One second, sir." She said, her voice sweet yet annoyed. I beam, repeatedly tapping on the bell, waiting for her reaction. She rips the bell away from me, eyes fire. "What would you like sir?"

"I don't know,let me see." Her glare softens when she looks at me. I can see her out of othe corner of my eye, her eyes basically devouring me. I feel naked.

After annoying her for most of the day, I leave the store, leaving her a 12 dollar tip because a fine ass with a short temper equals money,lets be honest. I call my Dad after 15 minutes of contemplating and he answers like he loves me. As if. "Son-"

"Yea,whatever, yadda, yadda, good to hear from you too. I have a model for our company,you wanna come meet her. She works at the shop on Main. Awesome, bye." I don't let him talk, I just run over my words because I don't like hearing his voice.

He never listened to mine.

~NOW~

"Love, could you walk a bit faster?" I say with a sigh and she glares at me. I couldn't help but look at her polka stockings, purple converse, the denim shorts and the purple sweater. I don't know how she managed to make that outfit look well but she did.

"You know, your putting all of your beauty to waste, bruh, like your just wasting it on being an ass at all times." And she was a real world talker.

Puh-lease. This was so in the bag.

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