Don't Cry ➳ a.i

[ten]

In the morning, I looked over to my side, and Ashton was gone. I sighed and walked upstairs to get breakfast.

Ashton was there with a plate of scrambled eggs and a smile on his face. I looked over at grammy, who was making pancakes now.

"Ash, can I talk to you for a sec?" I asked, pulling him up by his arm.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Uhh... So you just came upstairs for my room to see my grandmother who doesn't even know you?" I was worried that my grandma thought we were sleeping together. I mean we did, but we didn't like... have sex or anything. And knowing grammy, she would assume right away that we did have sex without even knowing the story.

"I'm not stupid. I got up early and walked out the front door, hung out in my car for a bit, and came back and knocked on your door. Your grandma was up, and was making breakfast so she asked if I wanted some. I'm not gonna pass the offer of food." He said.

Ashton was so adorable. I wanted to kiss him right then and there, but I know that both my grandma and Ash would be surprised.

"Pretty smart cookie." I said, awkwardly patting his head. He laughed and went back to the table, where he scarfed down his breakfast. We all sat down together, except grandpa, who was still "out" I guess Ashton had made me feel better about the whole thing that I had almost forgotten about it.

"So, this is your friend." my grandma said inbetween mouthfuls of pancakes.

"Yeah." I looked over at Ash and smiled.

"What do you wanna do today?" he asked.

"I don't know." I shrugged. I really didn't know. I usually never did anything. I haven't had a friend for a year, so I was kind of blank of the whole idea thing.

Grandpa walked in. He walked straight towards grammy & his bedroom. Grammy coughed and wiped her mouth with a napkin. "Excuse me." She said, following him into the room.

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After breakfast, Ashton and I went back to the basement and turned on the tv, not knowing what else to do.

"Do you think they're having sex up there?" Ashton asked randomly.

"What the hell? Eww, no. Ash, they're like 70." I said disgusted.

"So? 70 year olds can still have sex." he said.

"That's gross." I looked back at the tv.

We didn't do anything for the rest of the day except sit there and act like couch potatoes.