Be Careful What You Wish For || Irwin

Celebrating

The car pulled up to the club and thankfully the windows were tinted dark black so no one could see inside. Cleo was siting next to me with her long hair curled and pinned I the side with a red dress tightly secured around her body.

She was breathing heavily in the seat next to me having a mini panic attack, "babe, we don't have to go in. Like I said we could just-"

"No, no I'm fine." She assures me.

"Cleo," I say trying to grab her attention, her blue eyes finally meet mine making my heart race. "I love you."

"I love you, too ash." She smiles connecting our lips quickly. With what seemed like a sudden confidence boost she cheers, "Let's go!"

Chuckling I open the car door and step out taking her hand helping her out. Everything was going good, since it was dark no one really noticed me. We we're let into the club and took a seat the bar and began drinking.

"Here's to Ashton and Cleo! Because without her he'd be a mess!" Calum jokes holding up a beer.

"Hey!" I protest. Everyone standing around with us laugh before calling out a "cheers" and taking a drink of their beers.

"I wouldn't be that bad of a mess." I pout.

"Awh babe, yes you would." Cleo jokes, giggling obviously influenced by the amount of alcohol she's already consumed.

"Really? Who called who the day after meeting?" I counter recalling how Cleo called me when i was planning on giving it a few days before calling her.

I smile at the memory of her stuttering over her words and asking me out for a coffee. It was adorable.

"Shut up!" She groans covering her face with her small hands. I pull them away because for one I love seeing her blush and two because I wanted to just hold her hands.

"Hey," I say looking into her beautiful blue eyes. " I'm glad you called."

"Me too." She smiles and my heart does a flop.

After sitting around drinking and talking with the guys and Cleo's friends the room began to spin and I felt a sudden urge to dance so I grabbed Cleo and went to the dance floor dancing with her. Her perfectly curved body grinded against the front of me, the friction was starting to get me worked up.

The way her body moved so easily, how my hands sat perfectly on her hips. I needed her. "Babe, lets get out of here." I say into her ear. She nods stumbling behind me.

I let the guys know we're leaving and make our way out. Laughing at Cleo for tripping out of the club. We look like a drunk mess, not acknowledging the fact that I'm out in the open. Suddenly flashes are blinding me, people are screaming questions from different directions and I'm being pulled at. This sobers me up a bit finally realizing what happening, the fans and paps found us.

Cleo.

"Cleo!?" I call out, realizing she's not in front of me anymore.

"A-Ashton!?" I recognize her voice, but the other voices drown her out.

"Ashton who's the blonde?"

"Are you Ashton's mystery girl?"

"Are you guys dating?"

"Is she a one night stand!?"

"Are you going back to Ashton's hotel?!"

"Ashton!" I hear Cleo cry out. I begin pushing through the crowd finding her blonde hair. I wrap my hands around her small figure.