Flatmates

Tonight

Hey! Sorry for the long wait but here is a new chapter :) Hope you'll like it

          Ashton woke up for the second time of the day and checked the hour lazily. He had to actually glance a couple of time before he could process fully the information. 1:14 PM. It tilled in his head even a couple of seconds later. Shit! He was supposed to meet Olivia for lunch... He groaned, the sound muffled by the covers, before reluctantly getting out of bed. The headache was gone now, but he still felt a bit dizzy. He took a shower without even rushing himself, it was already too late so what? He felt better once he was washed and dressed up in fresh clothes. He stepped out of his room wondering where Luke was and if he would have to face him after their small fight, or whatever it was, this morning. He checked the living area from the mezzanine and was relieved to find it empty. Luke's bedroom door was closed so he supposed, the blond man was in it.

Ashton was by Olivia's door by 2PM, with a flowers in one hand and apologies in the other. His girlfriend stood in the frame of the door with a pissed expression on her face. She took the flowers angrily and got in her apartment without a word. Ashton went inside too, and closed the door behind him, not very sure what else to do. Olivia came back to him after putting the flowers in water. She crossed her arms on her chest and look at him with burning eyes.

"You didn't answer any of my calls.", she accused, "And you stood me up!".

"I'm so sorry Liv... I overslept after the gala and..."

"Yeah", she cut in, "that gala you seemed to had a lot of fun at for someone who wasn't with his girlfriend."

Was she insinuating that he cheated on her or something? Ashton wouldn't have been so surprised she came to that conclusion, actually. He never really told her about his drinking problem, she didn't know how many nights he ended up drunken as hell. The only time he called her and she picked him up for a bar, she scowled him and bitched about it for a whole week. So he always kept that away from her. Now he couldn't say that he had a sober coach, that would have made no sense.

"Well I wasn't alone..." He started but was cut again when Olivia glared at him with such intensity and huffed. "No! No! I mean, I was with Cal and Mike and it wasn't that bad, but obviously it would have been better if you were there". He tried to catch up, but it sounded so fake to his own ears. To be honest, now that he was thinking about it, he'd rather have Luke than Olivia by his side for the gala. He frowned thinking about that realization. When did such a twist happened?

"Yeah... I'm sure that girl you were forced to be with was such an unpleasant company!" she said with sarcasm dripping in her voice.

"What?! Liv, what are you talking about? It's a guy."

"What? Why does your grand-mother want you to bring a guy? Is he gay?"

"Wh...." Ashton was left taken aback by the question. He frowned. "No, it's not that. I mean, maybe, I don't know. She just wanted him to agree on some business deal." That wasn't even a lie. Or well, a white lie maybe.

"I'm sure he's gay. That's why she did that. Did he agree, thought?"

Ashton was utterly lost in that conversation. She didn't seem to be angry at him anymore. And, even more strange, she usually didn't really care and ask that much questions. He left out a heavy sigh and run a hand through his hair mechanically.

"When did she not had what she wanted?"

"Good." Olivia smiled. Weirder and Weirder. "So it was just a one-time thing."