My Brother's Band || Ashton Irwin

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Ashton's POV

"Maddie?" I walked down the steps, on my way to the living room where I just heard someone come inside. When the front door came into view I saw two people. Michael, who now had lilac purple hair, and a girl, with matching hair, she was facing Michael so all I could see was the back of her head. "Michael? Who's this?" I stepped off the last step and she turned around. "Maddie?" She moved her whole body so she was now completely facing me. She smiled and walked towards me. I laughed and wrapped my arms around her waist, hugging her. Her hair smelt like lilacs and was literally the extract same as Michael's with some pinkish peach highlights. "Why do you have purple hair?" I laughed. "Well. Michael invited me to go with him to dye his hair, because he wanted my opinion on the color. Lou came up with this color but Michael wasn't sure and wanted to see it on someone-" "And then she told me to get up, which I did," Michael cut her off, "And she sat down. She looked up at Lou and said, 'Go for it.'" I laughed, "Really?" She nodded, "I've been wanting to dye my hair for a while so I figured it was a good opportunity. And I match my best friend." Michael hugged her from the side and gave her a cheesy smile. I shifted not liking the best friend comment. "Did you notice anything different about me?" Michael smiled, looking at me. I furrowed my eyebrows together and shook my head. He pointed to his right eyebrow where it was now pierced. "Oh!! Whoa. Holy shit that's cool." "You didn't think it was that cool when I pierced my nose." Maddie mumbled. I wrapped my arms around her waist from the side and put my head on her shoulder, "C'mon. I love your piercing." "You hated it at first." She pouted. "When did I say that?" "When you saw it for the first time." "Noooo. Cal didn't like it I said it was hot and then Luke and Michael agreed with me." "Michael would never say I was hot." She laughed. "Well he did!!!" She rolled her eyes and looked back to Michael. "Does Calum know?" I mumbled against her skin. She shook her head, "No, him and Luke are on their way here." "Kay." I started to leave soft kisses all over the skin on her neck and shoulder. "Ash..." She softly moaned. "Ew. Gross, stop." Michael scrunched up his nose and pretended to gag. She giggled and looked at me. Our eyes met and hers flickered from my eyes to my lips and then back again. I pressed our foreheads together and pushed her backwards until her back was against the wall. She tilted her chin forwards and our noses brushed against each other, one of her hands moved to the back of my neck and tugged me closer making our lips meet. Of all of our kisses over the span of our relationship this one felt different. It was so passionate and slow. It felt like it meant something, I'm not sure what but it meant something. I slowly pulled back and looked at her, "Holy shit." She gave me a confused look, "W-What?" I smirked and pressed my lips against hers again, moving closer to her, our bodies now being pressed together. The door opened and Calum and Luke walked in. The two of us continued to kiss until Calum shoved me. "What the hell, Ashton?! You're gonna cheat on my sister right in front if us!! Who even is th-" Be stopped dead, realizing that I was, in fact, kissing his sister. "M-Maddie?" She nodded, blushing and stepped towards me. "Sorry, Ashton." He rubbed the back if his neck with his hand. "It's cool. I didn't recognize her either." I laughed, looking at Maddie. She smiled and pecked my lips. "Hi!!" She laughed, looking at Calum. He smiled and held his arms out. She walked to him and hugged him. "Damn, your hair smells like lilacs." She laughed, "Yeah, it's the dye." She stepped to the side and hugged Luke. "She's like full on punk rock now," Luke laughed, "I mean she has a nose piercing and her hair is purple." "Michael and I match." Michael came and stood next to her. "Holy shit. Cool piercing." Calum laughed. "Why did you hate mine but love his?" Maddie whined. "He's not my little sister."

Maddie's POV

"So what do you think about her hair, Ashton?" Calum smiled, crossing his arms over his chest. "I-I...umm...it's different." I looked at Ashton, "What do you mean 'it's different'?!" "Well...uhh-" "You're just upset because I match Michael." He started to open his mouth but I cut him off, "You're jealous." "What?!!" He gave me a confused look, "I am not jealous of Michael." "Yes, you are." "No, I'm not." I moved closer to him, "Yes. You. Are." He leaned down, our noses almost touching, "No. I'm. Not." His lips curled into a smiled and he wrapped his arms around me. "I love you." I laughed, "I love you, too. Even though you're jealous." "I'M NOT!" I giggled, "Yes you are!!" He slowly stepped towards me, causing me to back up. We continued to bicker back and forth until I was within a foot of the wall. He pushed me against the wall and started to grind his hips against mine, "You wanna say that again?" I bit my lip after letting out a soft moan. "You're jealous," I giggled. "I might have to teach you a lesson tonight." He bit his lip moving closer to me. "Okay," I smirked. His eyes drifted downwards as he continued to bite his lip. I glanced down, realizing what he was looking at. I rolled my eyes and pushed him off. "What's wrong?" He looked concerned. "Were you enjoying your view down my shirt?" I asked sarcastically. He blushed realizing that I caught him, "I was actually." I rolled my eyes. "Now that we've settled that. What do you think about it Calum?" Ashton and I looked at Calum. "I-I like it but I wish she would've asked me or told me first." "What?" "I just wish you would've checked with me first." "Cal. I'm almost 18 I don't need you running my life." "Maddie," He pulled me away from everyone else, "You know I promised mom and dad I'd watch over you." "Watching over me and controlling me are two different things!!!" "Shh!" He grabbed my arm. "Calum!! Stop!!" I pushed him away. "Maddie. Maybe we should go home." "What?! I'm not 5!!" "Yeah. We're gonna go home." He grabbed my arm and attempted to pull me to the door. I swung my arm and smacked him across the face. He stayed looking of to the side from where I'd hit him. "You're not my father." I said through clenched teeth. I felt hot tears stain my cheeks as I pulled my arm from his grip and ran to my room.