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Chapter Fifty Two - Drunken Nights

After one too many drinks, we finally made our way back to my apartment. We were both currently clutching each other's arms for dear life, somehow preventing us from falling.

"That was fuuuuun" Ashton giggled, making his way to my bedroom "Is this where I'm sleeping? God this is so comfortable!"

I popped my head through my bedroom door to find Ashton laying flat, facedown, on my bed. After taking a few steps back, I ran and jumped face flat on the bed, missing Ashton by a couple of centimetres.

"This is my bed Ashton, go and buy your own" I pouted, clearly still very drink.

Ashton turned to his side, facing me "Well I'm sleeping wherever you're sleeping" he slurred, grinning like a child.

"Your choice, just don't freak out when I'll be clinging onto you. I'm a cuddler." I replied, trying to hide my blush and excitement.

"Well we're in the same boat because me too" Ash said while standing up and pulling his shirt off.

Abs abs abs abs abs. He had very nice abs. And those arms holy shit. He must be banging on those drums pretty hard.

To my great embarrassment, he caught me staring as I saw a big grin form on his face.

"Come on sunshine, we need to get you out of those clothes" he winked.

"But we still haven't been on a date! I need at least one real date before sleeping with someone" I frowned. I knew I was going to regret saying that tomorrow.

"I'll keep that in mind when we go on a date then" he winked "And Sunshine, you're not going to sleep wearing a dress. Sober you would kick my ass for letting you do that. And besides, that dress doesn't look comfortable for me when I'm cuddling up to you" He smirked. Yes he was definitely still very drunk too.

"Fine dad" I grumbled, walking up to my closet looking for some pyjamas. "Shit, I forgot my pyjamas at Ashley's. I only have my winter ones" I frowned.

"What did you just call me?" Ashton gulped audibly.

"Dad. Is that a problem?" I peered round to glance at him "Oh my gosh do you actually have a daddy kink Mr Irwin?!"

"What?! No!" The look on his face indicated otherwise.

"Whatever you say.... Daddy" I giggled. This was gold.

I quickly shut up as I felt a presence behind me. My back was flush against a very top less Ashton Irwin, who was now wearing a pair of sweatpants. When did he even have time to change?

I felt his arm reach out in front of me to the part of the closet that contained his clothes that he transferred out of his suitcase earlier this evening.

He grabbed a black Led Zeppelin shirt and handed it to me "You won't get too hot if you sleep in this" He whispered in my ear.

"Haha, well thank you. I'm just going to, you know, get ready for bed. There's another bathroom across the hallway at your disposal. If you need to... Dispose of it? That sounds weird sorry. That's my queue to leave." I rambled running to the bathroom and locking the door.

I took at deep breath and looked at myself in the mirror. I actually would have managed to still look presentable if it weren't for my bright red tinted cheeks. I looked ridiculous.

After brushing my teeth, taking off my makeup and getting changed into the shirt he handed, I finally managed to sober up a bit.

I thought back to the boy that was currently probably asleep in my bed. I couldn't help the butterflies erupting in my stomach. This was a common feeling when he's around, physically or in my thoughts. Whatever I was doing, I needed to get my shit together because this is dangerous. I'm letting myself in too deep.

I opened the door to be greeted by the sight of a very sleepy on my bed Ashton, covered up to his nose.

"Come on I've been waiting for ages!" He exclaimed like a little kid, moving the covers out of the way so that I could slip into bed with him.

Not a second passed before he grabbed me by my waist so that I was pressed up against his side, my head resting on his bare chest.

I felt his heart beat accelerated as he placed his chin on top of my head and his arms around me.

"Goodnight Alithea" he whispered, gently kissing the top of my head.

"Goodnight Ashton"

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