Ricky Dillon's Little Sister (O2L fanfiction)

Give it Back

Ashley’s p.o.v

I wake up and see Connor packing my clothes into my suit cases. What is he doing? Then I remember what happened last night, Ricky’s making me move in with Andrea. Don’t get me wrong I love living with her I just am really going to miss seeing the guys every day.

I slowly stretch out each limb before sitting up in bed. “Why are you packing my things?” I ask and Connor finally turns around.

“I’m sorry I didn’t want to wake you up, you looked so peaceful.” I handed me the pair of shorts he was about to put into the case.

I stood up and slipped the shorts on before giving Connor a small kiss. “Well since you’re doing well here I’ll go make you breakfast.” I say and walk down stairs to the kitchen. I made him two eggs, bacon, and toast. This was mainly because that was all we had; do to the fact that the guys hate grocery shopping. I’ll have to take Connor with me today.

Connor walked down the stairs holding two suit cases and a piece of red cloth in his hand. He sits the bags down by the door and sat down to eat his breakfast. I stared at the cloth confused, but instead of explaining it he just finished his breakfast very slowly.

When he took the last bite of toast he washed his dishes and came into the living room. Being Connor instead of sitting down next to me he picked me up and sat me on his lap. It wasn’t till he had a hold of me that he finally showed me what he was holding.

It was the launder I had bought when I was with Andrea. I quickly snatch it out of his hand. In turn he flipped me onto the other side of the couch and hovered over me our bodies almost touching. He acts as if he’s going to kiss me and I close my eyes. When he leans down farther he swipes the outfit back out of my hand. I open my eyes and he is already running up the stairs. Why does he have to be so fast?

By the time I’m in his room he has already hid the launder and was sitting on his bed. “Give it back.” I demand.

“no.” he says in reply.

I cross my arms. “Connor give it back.” I say again.

With one move he stands up and pulls me into him. “How about I keep it till your birthday then we can use it as part of my birthday present?” he says kissing me deeply.

“fine.” I say reluctantly.

He laughs as he walks down the stairs. “I bet it will look amazing on you, but I think it will looks even better on the floor.” I laugh and jump on his back when he gets to the bottom of the stairs. “Well what are we doing now?” he asked and grabbed my legs so I don’t slip off.

“We go grocery shopping.” I saw excited to go anywhere where we can be goofy, but Connor seemed to think of it differently as he lets out a loud groan. I look at him and kiss his neck softly as he grabs his keys and walks to the car. He may complain a lot but he knows that he’s not going to win.