Ashtons POV
today was like any other day i went to school, ditched at least two classes, hooked up with a random girl at lunch and then made my way home, see a typical day. As I walked through the front door I heard my mothers soft sobs in the living room and my dad was pacing the living room looking beyond angry. I rushed towards my mum as she was still in tears.
"mum whats wrong are you ok" i asked with concern
"no im not"she sobbed
I sat next to her for god knows how long whilst she cried on my shoulder.
"son me and your mother are going to london because our dear friends died in a fire and we have things to sort things out but you'll be staying here by yourself for the weekend
"sure" i said
don't get me wrong I'm sorry that they died and all but a weekend alone. how amazing? I am so having a party so I can hook up with as many girls as possible, my dad spoke knocking me out of my thoughts.
"ashton when we get back we are bringing there child with us as we are their god parents"
"yes dad whatever" I said not really interested in what he was saying.
"we are leaving staright away ok"
"ok bye dad, you to mum have a safe trip to london"
i ran to my room and sent a text to everyone telling them that there was going to be a killer party at my house, I called a few buddies telling them to bring food, alcohol and if they could get a DJ.
All I knew was that this party was gonna be fucking awesome.
