Psycho 🔪 Ashton Irwin

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Dorothy's P.O.V

When I finally woke up, again, I was still in Ashton's lap but he wasn't driving anymore, he was on the side of the road smiling at me sleepIng. I giggled as he placed a kiss to my temple.

"Good morning Dorito." He said smiling while I let out a snort at the stupid nickname. I kept moving trying to get more comfortable because my back was sore due to the uncomfortable sleeping position. I heard a groan leave Ashton's mouth as he lowered his mouth towards my ear and shippers.

"Stop struggling Dorothy." He groaned again causing me for ok my eyes before moving a little more before groaning and sitting still. I felt something like my butt cheek and another groan to leave Ashton's lips.

"Look what you've done baby, you activated Ashton Jr." he whispered in my ear causing me to blush. I wasn't one of those cute blushers who only got a light pink colour over their nose and cheeks, no I was that person who got completely on most of my face and ears.

"Ohh look your blushing." Ashton cooed pinching my cheeks causing me to roll my eyes and seat his hand away, which I now regret doing because Ashton gave me a stern glare and pointed his long slender, witch finger at me.

"Watch it." He said sternly causing me to drop my head not looking at him. Here's the thing, I knew Ashton was bipolar but it wasn't ever this bad, he would sometimes just laugh, I'd say something weird and he's glare, nothing major. Ashton's mother also always described that Ashton had depression and Anxiety. I sigh before getting off  lap and sitting in my seat and buckling my seat belt. I stared straight ahead ignoring the fact that Ashton was staring at me. He sighed before turning the car back in and started to drive. I watched the trees as they skipped by when in reality they just swayed a bit when the wind blew, which was pretty much always in Ireland.

"Do you want to get anything?" Ashton asked causing me to shrug and turn towards the radio before skipping through different stations to find any sort of music that wasn't played on a banjo and played with a person without their 2 front teeth.  I settled on a station that was plying 'Hall of Fame' by the script. The song isn't too bad I guess. Who am I kidding I love this song.

"Dorito." He whined but I still kept a blank expression on my face and pulling back in my chair not looking at him. I saw him put in the corner of my eye.

"Dorothy Pleaseeee." He said dragging out the 'se' sound. A small smile cracked on my face but I covered it up with a yawn. At this point I wasn't even mad or scared of him, I was fucking around with him.

"Dorito Please I love you." He sighed causing a small goofy grin to take over. I looked back at him and he smiled again putting a hand on my thigh and rubbing up and down in a comforting way.