Life In Technicolor || Ashton Irwin

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

 

Valerie’s P.O.V.

“Val!” Luke says, grabbing my arm and dragging me down the hall.

“Ouch! Fuck, Luke! What are you doing?”

“I need your help.”

“With?”

“Well, I kinda owe Ashton a favor.”

“And?”

“You’re the favor.”

“What do you mean?”

“Listen, Ashton really likes you.”

“And?”

“I need you to kiss him tonight.”

“Bye, Luke.” I tell him, shoving away from him.

He grabs my arm. “Nonono, listen. Just, listen. Ashton really likes you. Like, a lot, Valerie. I don’t think you get it.”

“What are you implying?” I ask.

“I’ve never seen him this worked up over a girl before. He usually gets tired of them after like a week.”

“I’ve only known him for two.” I tell him awkwardly.

“Exactly. A whole extra week. And he never stops talking about you. Ever.”

“Okay? So he’s liked me for more than a week.”

“You obviously don’t know Ashton because this is a big deal.” He tells me.

“I’m not going to kiss him.” I tell Luke.

“Please. I’m literally begging you. Do you want me to get down on my knees and beg? Because I will. I’ll do it right now.”

“Luke, I’ll kiss him when I want to. You can’t force things like this.”

He sighs. “Fine, fine.”

“Wait.” I say, awkwardly. “Something kind of weird just happened.”

“What was it?”

“Um, someone just called me and was being really weird and it was a blocked number and they were saying weird things…”

“Like what?” He asks, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, they were saying that Ashton isn’t who I think he is and shit like that and-”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Luke asks, confused. “Ashton’s an open book.”

“So he doesn’t have some like, deep rooted secret that could turn this into a soap opera?” I ask.

Luke laughs. “No, Val. He’s fine, I swear. Don’t worry about the call. Probably one of his ex-girlfriends. I remember this girl, Becky, fuck, she was batshit crazy.”

“Why?” I ask with an amused smile.

“She was like, obsessed with him. She’d always hang around him. He wasn’t alone for more than five minutes in that whole relationship.”

“Sounds horrible.” I tell him with a smile.

“It was.”

“Valerie Hart!” Ashton screams from the kitchen. “Get in here!”

“Ask nicely!” I yell.

“Luke! Bring her in here!”

Luke laughs and grabs my hand, pulling me forward. I trip over my own feet and crash into Luke, sending him forward. He lands on the floor and I fall on top of him. He groans in pain and I roll off of him with a laugh.