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Ashton woke up with small arms wrapped around him. He looked at Calum's arms and a slight pang of jealousy hit him when he saw how small Calum's arms were. He wished his arms could be that small, and he thought that if he kept up what he was doing, hopefully they could be.
Soon, his jealousy ended and all he felt was fondness and adoration for the kiwi boy. He looked down at Calum's face and saw the boy's mouth parted slightly, with light snores every few seconds. Ashton truly thought he'd never seen anything more beautiful, and he started to wonder when he would tell Calum he had feelings for him. But, he thought he was too fat to ever be loved by someone so incredible.
So, he decided not to say anything, because he didn't think Calum would like him back and he didn't even know if Calum liked guys. So, he watched him sleep (in a non-creepy way, of course) for a few more minutes before deciding to go down to the kitchen and cook Calum breakfast.
He cracked and scrambled some eggs in his enormous kitchen. The kitchen had marble counter tops, a stainless steel fridge that was bigger than Michael, Calum, Ashton and Luke standing next to each other, kitchen cabinets that were painted a light baby blue. Ashton then made Calum a cup of tea and fried bacon and sausage in a separate pan from the eggs.
Finally everything was ready and Ashton put it all out neatly on a wooden tray. He placed the cup of tea carefully next to the eggs and put a tiny vase of daisies next to the sausage and eggs. Ashton picked up the tray and carried it tediously up the stairs, praying he wouldn't spill anything. His breath hitched while he was on the 2nd to the last stair, as he almost spilled it, but he caught his balance just in time and sighed in relief. He carried it up the rest of the way and brought it into the room, a small smile forming when he saw Calum was still asleep.
Ashton set the tray down on his nightstand and shook Calum lightly.
"Cal, its time to get up," Ashton said softly, tapping his shoulder.
Calum stretched and yawned, rubbing his eyes and smiling sleepily when he saw the tray of food sitting on Ashton's nightstand.
"Is that for me?" he asked. Ashton nodded sheepishly.
"Oh wait, do you-do you not like eggs? Or- or are you on a diet or something? Because I swear to god if you are, Calum, that wouldn't make sense because you're perfect just the way-" Ashton rambled.
"Ash. Ash!" Calum interrupted. Ashton stopped talking and raised his eyebrows, smiling shyly.
"Its perfect, Ashton, thank you so much," Calum said.
"Of course, love," Ashton replied.
Calum started eating and noticed Ashton sitting there awkwardly watching him eat.
"Oh! Was some of this for you?" Calum asked.
"No, no I um- I ate breakfast downstairs already, while you were asleep," Ashton lied.
"Okay, oh, well, as long as you ate," Calum said hesitantly, noticing Ashton look down at his stomach slightly, "you're too pretty not to eat," Calum added (A.N. this is my favorite quotes of the entire book seriously) .
"Thank you, Strawberry," Ashton complimented. "Do you wanna play a game?"
"Sure, what's it called?" Calum asked, setting down his empty plates on the tray and putting the tray on the wooden floor next to Ashton's bed.
"Well, I call it 'The Question Game', 'cause pretty much all you do is ask each other a bunch of questions to get to know the other person better, even though we already know a lot about each other," Ashton explained.
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