Self Inflicted - Ashton Irwin

Chapter 4.

Katrina's POV.

I woke up to the sound of my stupid ass phone. I spat the hair out of my mouth, wiped the drool off my chin and rolled over to grab my phone. There was a message from the one and only Ashton. I'm somewhat thankful that he took me to the hospital and carried me but it doesn't mean I'm going to keep seeing him. I slid the unlock button and opened the message.

From Ashton:

Hey babe, go to the front door, there's something waiting for you.xx

To Ashton:

I'm too lazy. And don't call me that.

From Ashton:

Please?x

To Ashton:

If you stop texting me. And what's with the incessant use of 'x'?

From Ashton:

Yay, you won't regret it ;) and because I'm an affectionate person okay leAVE ME ALONE.

To Ashton:

Fuckhead

From Ashton:

You said that with love ;)xx

To Ashton:

Just no.

Oh dear lord. I sighed and got out of bed. As I walked down the stairs I was contemplating what he might have left for me. It's probably some cheesy gift. I opened the door and as I looked down, there was a Topshop bag and a Victoria's Secret bag. Oh Jesus. There was also a card and a bunch of pink roses. Am I in some kind of romcom movie with Channing Tatum in it or something like what the fuck. I picked everything up and took it inside to my bedroom, kicking the door closed behind me. There's no way I'm having my mum see me with a Victoria's Secret bag. I sat on the bed and opened the Topshop bag first. I knew what it was before I opened it. Of course, the dress I tried on is folded up in the bag. I rolled my eyes and stared at the Victoria's Secret bag. There's pretty much only one thing it could be considering it was a gift from a guy. I braced myself and opened the bag, thinking about what profanities I was going to yell at Ashton when I saw him, but to my surprise, I pulled out a flannelette pyjama top and matching pants. I hate cheesy gifts, especially from guys but this is pretty damn cute. The pyjama set was white with black leopard print on it. They were so soft omg. Just as I was about to rub the fabric on my face, I realised there was still a card to open. I quickly grabbed the envelope and ripped it open. The front of the card read "HAPPY 2ND BIRTHDAY". I laughed and wondered why he got me this but continued to open it.

Dear Kat,

I hope you are reading this before you open the bags because I would like to state that before you open the Victoria's Secret one, ITS NOT WHAT YOU THINK IT IS. It's flannelette pj's. I got them because I want you to have something to wear tonight when we get back to my house. Yes we are going out tonight and yes you are coming back to my house to repay me for carrying you to the hospital. That sounded quite perverted. I DIDNT MEAN IT LIKE THAT I MEANT AS IN HAVING A MOVIE NIGHT. Anyway, as for the Topshop bag, I'm pretty sure you can guess what it is haha, you said you didn't have many dresses because you don't go out so I thought I'd buy you the dress AND take you out. Go get ready, do whatever girls have to do, get dolled up and practise dancing in the mirror if need be ;) Hahaha don't worry I'm sure you will be fine. Please don't argue with me on this, I already planned it. I'll pick you up at 7:30, make sure you eat something because we aren't going for dinner, I'm not that cheesy ;) haha no I just don't want you to have time to have second thoughts about coming out with me ;) okay I'm running out of room on this card so I'll see you soon.