~Ashton's POV~
When the boys were done telling me the story I felt a flash of sadness go over me. No. she-she can't. She deserves better.
"Guys where's the blade?" I asked panicking.
"She whipped it over to the sink." Michael said pointing. I made my way over there and sure enough, I found a cold, shiny, metal under the sink.
"Guys we can't just leave her." I said sadly still looking at the blade.
"We have to Ash its against the rules for us to adopt." Luke said. He had a good point, there has to be another way.
"Uh-guys?" Michael asked.
"Yes?" I replied.
"I-I have a solution." Michael said quietly.
"Well what is it mate?" Luke asked.
"We could just bring her to the adoption center and keep in touch with her?" Michael said more like a question.
~Michaels POV~
I wanted to tell them I was thinking about asking her out, but I don't know if she has the mutual feeling. I don't want to wreck what we have at the moment.
"Michael, we would still be leaving her though." Luke stared at me.
"Well what else can we do?" I snapped a bit.
"He's got a point Luke." Ashton muttered.
"Ask her to come on tour?" Luke asked with hopeful eyes.
"We would have to adopt her for that to happen." I said.
"For right now it sounds like the best we can do is text, call, and maybe even video chat sometimes." Ashton frowned. "Once she's old enough though, maybe, just maybe she can come in tour."
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