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Preference #5: I might've lied to you about that.

As I sat and read my book in our room I could hear the drums being played from downstairs, I let out a sigh of contentment and continued to listen in awe. Having seen Ash perform live on those drums, how much momentum it takes him how obvious his love is for the drums just continues to amaze me everyday. Yet I can't be honest to him, as my gaze wonders to the scratched guitar on a stand in the corner of the room with various picks surrounding it I readjust myself and turn away from the haunting instrument.

"Y/n?!" Quickly I push myself off of our bed and run down the stairs to the ground floor. As I get to the basement door I see Ashton stood at the top with a goofy grin and a sheen of sweat across his forehead. He placed his hand on my waist and drew me in close to him, chuckling as he did so. "I'm off out for a couple of hours with the guys." He said and immediately I tightened myself around him, not wanting him to go. "I know we just got back but it's about the new song, you understand right." My head remained buried into his chest as I nodded, loosening my grip so he could grab his jacket and leave with ease.

Once the door shut I went to head back up stairs, but as I hovered on the second step in the corner of my eye I could make out the open door. Stepping back down I went to the front door, ensuring he had left before quickly running down the stairs that led to his make shift studio. This was always his happy place, the one area where he can be content and play to his hearts desire.

As I wondered around the large space, running my fingers over the various pieces of furniture, seeing empty cans, bottles and the drumsticks across the floor. I picked up one drumstick that was beneath me, never being able to have this opportunity as I twirled it around in my fingers before searching for its partner.

Taking a glance around the empty space I reached out and held the other stick in my right hand, feeling a sense of excitement growing in my stomach. Slowly I moved over to the corner where Ashton's drums were, the light from outside shining on them as if they were calling for me.

Sitting down on the small stool I touched each drum to remind myself how this is supposed to be, considering I was a bit out of practise to say the least. Bringing down the drum sticks I began to play like there was no tomorrow, I could feel the beat flowing through me and pictured myself back at my family's house playing the drums my dad insisted I learnt. A bright smile formed across my face as I continued to play, wrapped up in my own world not even noticing or hearing the door open and someone come down the stairs.

"Y/n?" Immediately I stopped, I placed the drum sticks down and slowly turned to face him feeling nervous about being caught.

Before I gave him a chance to discipline me I began to ramble. "I'm so sorry it's just I wanted to do something for a change and I just love the drums and-" Ashton bought me into a tight hug and said nothing whilst he held me close.

"You told me you didn't like the drums." He mumbled into my hair before pulling away and giving me a curious look that made me sigh.

"I might've lied to you about that." I spoke up, "When I was little my dad taught me to play the drums like he did but I can also play the guitar. It's just I'm not as interested in the guitar as drums but I couldn't afford it all." I explained as I glanced back to the drums, letting out a sigh.

"So, all this time you've been able to play the drums, possibly better than me and never said anything?" He let out a chuckle as I slowly nodded. "God I love you." He hugged me again and I felt slightly confused.

"So, you're not mad?" My voice sounded slightly mousey.

He shook his head and smiled brightly to me showing his dimples which always made me feel better. "How could I be mad when you are awesome?" I shrugged my shoulders and flipped my hair back, trying to act all proud of myself but gave up with a laugh.

"I love you too." I giggled as Ash led me back to the drums. "What're we doing?" He sat down and motioned for me to sit on his lap.

"We." He began as I sat down with my back to him but turned my head to face him. "We are going to play like a badass couple." He smiled and I didn't hesitate as he passed me some drum sticks and let's just say, we rock.