Ashton Irwin, the man that you had been friends with benefits with for nearly a year now. No one could have guessed that you two had a thing considering how different you were. He was a complete bad boy and you had grown up in a rich family. Tattoos stained his arms and legs, his hair was long and shaggy. You'd casually mentioned him a few times to your parents just as someone you'd been out on "dates" with. Everything was fine until they decided that they wanted to have dinner with him. "Absolutely not. I didn't start this to be someone to take home to mom and dad" Ashton said while pulling a shirt over his head. You'd mentioned to him that your parents wanted to meet him and they'd made reservations for this weekend. "Tell them I'm out of town" he grumbled. "Please, Ashton. I'll wear that dress you like" you smiled, beginning to wrap your arms around him. "Fine, as long as we get to spend time together after" he sighed, gathering his things to leave. You were a bit nervous yourself, what if this all went terribly wrong. If your parents knew what Ashton really was to you, they'd disown you. In order to get a good rep started for Ashton, you made up just a couple of lies. Nothing big, only that he was studying to be a doctor and he'd spent a few months helping children in Africa. The night had arrived and you wore the dress that you promised you'd wear, along with heels that Ashton had mostly seen when you weren't wearing clothes. Your stomach churned as you waited for Ashton to arrive. Would he even arrive at all? You and your parents had been seated and you waited anxiously. Soon enough you saw a tall boy walking your way. At first you had to do a double take, you barely recognized him. His hair, that normally you saw drenched in sweat, was pulled tightly into a bun at the back of his head. He was dressed in a black suit, none of his tattoos visible. He walked over to your table "Nice to meet you, Mrs. Y/L/N, Mr. Y/L/N. I'm Ashton" he smiled, sitting down next to you. "It's nice to meet you too. We've heard a lot about you" your mother smiled. "So, how's grad school coming?" your father asked Ashton. "Oh...uh" he looked at you, "It's great. I've been studying quite a lot" he smiled. You smiled back at him, "Gotta stay focussed on your studies, right?". "Of course, can't let my grades slip now" he said, your parent seeming pleased. The rest of dinner went smoothly, Ashton saying nearly everything he could to impress your parents. After dinner it was time to depart, but Ashton decided to ask your parents, "Is it okay if Y/N comes home with me just to watch a few movies, I'll take her home by midnight". Your parents happily agreed, but you knew the night wouldn't be so innocent. As soon as you pulled out of the parking lot Ashton's hand was on your thigh "God, I can't wait to get that dress off of you". "Don't worry, you're going to be rewarded for being such a good boy" you smiled.
