Tuesday 17th of May, 10:50 am // Ashton's POV:
I opened my eyes as the sun came through the blinds. I groaned in my sleep. My arms were wrapped around Grace's waist as I was on my side. Grace was still sleeping right next to me. She looked so peaceful, it looked amazing. I looked at the time that was on the clock. It was 10:52 am. I have to say that was the best sleep ever. No interruptions, no nothing. I stayed in bed for a while, looking at Grace fast asleep. God she's so beautiful, I'm so glad I made her mine. I decided to wake her up by giving her fountains of kisses. I started making my way on the corner of her lips, then going up to her cheek. As soon as I gone down to the neck, she started to moan. Yes! She's finally awake. Mission accomplished.
"Morning sleepyhead" I said raspily. I haven't used my voice yet so I sounded a little croaky.
"Mm, morning" She said, groggily.
"Did you have a good sleep?" I asked.
"Pfft, no" She snorted.
"How come? Were you homesick?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows.
"No, you were snoring all night last night and I never got any sleep" She sighed.
"Me? Snoring? No way, I don't snore" I confessed.
"Bullshit Ashton, I heard you from midnight to 5 this morning and from then, that was time I actually got some sleep" She growled.
"Ooooo fiesty much?" I smirked.
"Hmm, clearly" She smiled.
"Looks like we have to get a little more fiesty" I smirked.
"How so?" She asked.
"Like this" I whispered into her ear.
I started to lean in towards her, she started to lean in towards me. We both kissed. Ok fair enough, we kissed, but I wanted something more. Her lips were licorice, her tongue was like whiskey, it gets me drunk. I heard a knock on the door and a voice coming from my mother. Bloody hell, I wish anything didn't interrupt me so I could go on.
"Sweetie, I'm going to the shops, do you and Grace need anything?" Mum asked.
"No mum, we're both fine" I sighed.
"Ok, oh and by the way, Harry has soccer training and a soccer game tonight and I was wondering if you can take him there and come back home with him, I'm going out with Glenn" Mum wondered. God, does she has to mention Glenn all the time?
"Yes mum, I'll do it mum" I sighed as I dropped my head back on the pillow.
"Thank you, I know it's hard, but we'll make it" I could tell that she was smiling through the door.
I heard mum close the front door. Harry and Lauren must have gone to school because I didn't hear fighting every morning, thank god. It was getting late and I might as well get up,
"We'll finish this later" I winked.
"Ooo I'll be waiting" She said, huskily.
"So what do you want for breakfast? There's bacon and eggs on toast, Bacon sandwich, vegemite on toast..."
"Vegemite? Ewwww that is ratchet" She interrupted.
"Ratchet? You call vegemite ratchet? I questioned.
"Yes it's ratchet, it's too salty and ugh" She pulled a face, yes, I love her, but when she complains about vegemite, I might get a little crazy.
"Have you even tried vegemite before?" I asked.
"No, but I know that that is absolute crap" She scoffed.
"Ok, if you insist, so what do you want for breakfast" I asked.
"Umm I'll have just a bacon sandwich please" She requested.
"Alright, it will be at your service" I smiled as I gave a kiss on her cheek.
Grace's POV:
Ashton has left me so he can make breakfast in bed. He's so caring, I'm glad that he made me his. I looked at the time, it was 11:00, we didn't go to bed until 11:30 at night because we were watching this amazing movie, The Indecent Proposal. It may have been a little too old for us, but I have to say, it's fucking good.
10 minutes later, Ashton came with a tray full of breakfasting things. Bacon sandwich, vegemite on toast (ratchet), two glasses of orange juice and a rose in a glass. I started to blush. He's so cute. He placed the tray on the end of the bed, showing his toned, bare back. I bit my lip a little, He took a bite of my vegemite, I looked at it in digust, it making me throw up.
"What?" He smirked.
"Seriously, I can't believe that you Australians eat that stuff" I rolled my eyes.
"What? I like it, want some?" He asked.
"Ew no thanks" I declined.
"Come on, you know you want it" He laughed.
"No Ashton, I hate it, please take that thing away from me" I screeched.
"Aww my poor baby is getting attacked by a vegemite on toast" He cooed.
"Shut up Irwin, I'll have a bite, just stop bugging me" I laughed.
I took a small bite out of Ashton's toast. As I was chewing, I was pulling a face that was probably wasn't attractive, the taste was horrible, it was like too much table salt in your mouth. The worst thing was Ashton kept staring at me so he could see proof that I swallowed it. I'm never doing this ever again. EVER.
"Does that feel better?" He asked as he was smirking at me.
"No, definitely not" I pulled a face in disgust.
"Haha, you'll learn one day" He winked at me.
As we finished. Ashton put the tray to one side and grabbed something out of his cupboard which I wasn't fond of. He had a guitar. I never knew that he had a guitar, I knew that he had a drum kit and drumsticks, but not a guitar. Luke or Michael must have given it to him or wanted to play it himself. He got on the bed next to me and started to tune it.
"I never knew you played guitar" I said, huskily.
"Well, you do now" He smiled.
"How long since you have played it?" I asked.
"Not very long, do you want me to play a song for you?" He asked.
"Sure" I smiled.
"It's called Amnesia, I kinda wanted to dedicate this song for you because you're going to be leaving in a few months" He explained.
"Awww that's a bit cute" I smiled.
Ashton started strumming the chords to this song called "Amnesia". It sounded beautiful. As he was singing it, I felt like I was going to tear up.
"I drove by all the places we used to hang out getting wasted,
I thought it would be out last kiss,
How it felt, the way you tasted,
And even though your friends tell me you're doing fine,
Are you somewhere feeling lonely, even though he's right beside you,
When he says those words that hurt you,
Do you read the ones I wrote you,
Sometimes I start to wonder was it just a lie
It what we had was real, how could you be fine
Cos I'm not fine at all"
At the end of the song, tears were all over my face. That was the most emotional song I've heard in my life. Ashton put his guitar down and started to cuddle me. How am I going to handle myself in the future without Ashton? That is one issue I'm not going to get out of my head.
Did I make you cry? I'm sorry if you did, I didn't mean to. Do any of you like vegemite? I sure do bc I'm an Aussie :) K bye hahaha :)
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