Homicide // A.I.

Chapter 24

( Day of the party )

 I woke up this morning to breakfast in bed which I don’t mind. Ashton was in a cheeky mood for an odd reason. I loved when he was affectionate it like that, so I was okay with that too. I was in a good mood until I realized the party was tonight, I was honestly not ready for it. I was hoping time would slow down but with my luck it would just go faster. I shouldn’t be so bummed about it but I am. I hate when other people throw parties, everyone is always trying to be like us; throw big parties, be rich, and ignore their parents. They think they have our lives planned out when they really don’t know shit. People in this town annoyed the shit out of me and I wanted to move so badly but this is where we were stuck.

 I get up off the bed and walk into the bathroom; I brush my teeth and wash my face. I get out the bathroom and head up to the attic, running up the stairs I run into a few people but I brush it off and rush to the basement. Once I get up there I plug my phone into the speakers and Million Dollar Man by Lana Del Rey starts to play, Lana always makes me feel more confident in anything I do; she is literally an inspiration to me.

 I pull my hair up in a messy bun and start to do my makeup. I make a cat eye with my eyeliner lightly then add some white eye shadow onto my eye lids, after I re apply my cat eye with my eyeliner, lastly I add on my false eye lashes and a few coats of mascara. I put my hair down and straighten it with small curls at the end. I go to my wardrobe and pick out my dress. The dress was all white with the front a little exposed; the back of the dress only covered my bum and was tied from the neck.(DRESS ON THE SIDE) This dress would most like get a lot of stares from the male population. I put on my black heels and walked around the attic for a bit, kind of like if I was in a modeling show. I looked at the time and it was almost ten. I decide to walk down the stair but grabbing my clutch that carried money and my phone in it. I guess everyone was waiting for me because they were all in the living room waiting.

“I’m ready to go!” I yell causing everyone’s attention. They all stared at me with their mouths wide open.

“You leave your mouth open any longer you will catch flies; I’ll be in the car.” I say and walk out.

“Come on boys.” I hear Ashton say, “And girls.”

I hear everyone get out the house and into the car. I sit there patiently, Ashton finally gets in the car and we drive to the location. Once we get there we realize the party is massive, then again these people probably owned this side of the town. We got out the car and into the house; we got in for free because rich as fuck.

Once we got in we started to drink but I still stood close to Ashton, I wasn’t going to let so bitch near him. We stand for a few minutes taking shots and moving are heads up and down to the beat. This party wasn’t bad, the only thing I didn’t like was all the teenage sluts dancing around on guys and taking their tops off, like have some self-respect.

“Come on let’s dance.” I yell to Ash over the music.

I take his hand and lead him to the “dance floor”, as soon as we get there All That Matters by Justin Bieber starts to play. Well I’ve never danced like this before but girls need to know he is mine. I start to grind myself on him in beat, while his hands rested on my hips. I do any dirty dance moves I could think of on him and I think people got the message. I turn around and look at him, Say Something by A Great Big World ft. Christina Aguilera started to play, so we sort of slow danced.

“You know turning me on doesn’t help you when we get home.” He whispers into my ear.

“Shut up before I kill the moment.” I say, smashing my lips onto his.

Once the slow music finished more upbeat songs came on and we moved to the music while taking more shots. Across from us I could see Niall and Alex fighting, I wanted to smack them, you don’t fight at a party you wait till you go home to do that. A party is no place to have a discussion, point blank; it’s in the rules of partying. On my other side I could see Harry chatting up with some brunette.

I focused on Ashton because that’s all I worried about at this moment. That’s when these stupid teenage girls grabbed his arms and dragged him away, I was honestly so angry. I sat on a bar stool and just watched everyone party.

“Hey names Evan Ross. What’s yours?” The boy beside me asks.

“Name is Isabella Irwin, nice to meet you.” I say.

“This party is lame.” He laughs.

“Yeah it is.” I agree.

“All these slutty girls are not for me. I prefer a girl with class; you mention money and most of these girls will go nude.”

“Agreed,” I tell him.

“Who is this?” Ashton says as he walks up to me.

“Evan Ross this is my husband Ashton Irwin. Ashton this is Evan.” I introduce them.

“Nice to meet you,” Evan says and goes for a handshake but Ash denies.

“Yeah you too, can I borrow her really quickly.” Ashton commands and pulls my arm.

He leads upstairs to an empty bedroom and locks it.

“What are you doing talking to other guys?” He yells.

“Nothing was going on, in plus you left with a group of sluts.” I spit.

“I left them to find you, but you are sitting there chatting up with some guy.” He spits back.

“I don’t care; I can do whatever I feel like doing.” I respond back.

He lifts me up from my waist and throws me on the bed; he begins to kiss my neck, and then kisses me on the lips. He begins to untie my dress and pulls it down, he bites my bottom lip for entrance and I let him. The kisses or make out, is full of lust and need.

“What if someone catches u?” I ask in a whisper.

“What are parties for?” He says and winks.

I pull at the ends of his shirt and he gets the hint and takes his shirt off, I fumble with his belt until I finally get it undone. I unbutton his pants and help him pull them off, he begins to trail kisses down my now exposed body. He pulls my thong to the side and starts to tease.

“Fuck Ashton! Don’t be a tease!” I manage to let out.

Once I reach my high he comes back up and kisses me, I reach into his boxers and start to stroke his length. I pull his boxers down but he stops me from giving him anything in return.

“This about you not me, I fucked up; maybe another time.” He winks.

He enters me and starts to go slow, and soon speeding up.  The bed starts to bang against the wall and you could hear the mattress springs go up and down due to movement along with moans.

“Ashton.” I breathe out.

We both reach our highs then lay against one another. My phone rings over and over again, once I can breathe again I answer it.

“Hey Bell, we‘re already to go home; we’re just waiting for you and Ashton.” I hear Alex yell over the music.

“Be there in 10, wait by the car.” I say and hang up. “We got to go.”

We slip on our clothes and head out the bedroom and down the stairs. We manage to get through all the drunken bodies and out the house. We all get in the car and drive back home. Once we get there Ashton and I head up to the room, I take off my dress and put on one of Ashton’s t-shirts and get in bed.

“So about that favor you were going to do earlier.” He whispers in my ear and winks.

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