Forbidden (A punk Ashton Irwin fanfic)

Chapter two- You need to leave

 

After school, at home.

I walked in the door to see that my mom wasn’t home yet, per usual, she should be home around six and dad should be home around nine.

I ran upstairs to my room and called Brian, “Hey Brian!” I said excitedly as he answered to phone.

“You’re not calling to cancel are you?” he sounded genuinely sad.

“Not cancel, just rain check. Are you free tomorrow?”

“No,” he said coldly and hung up. I looked down at my phone in surprise. Wow… that was rude.

I went up to my room and started working on all homework that was needed to be done. 

At about 5:15 PM someone rang the door bell, which I was barley able to hear over my All Time Low song. I ran down stairs and opened the door to see none other then Ashton Irwin. “How do you know where I live?”

“You gave me your address in class, now let’s get this over with, I have places to be,” he snapped.

“Yeah, I did too.”

“My things are more important then a stupid little date of yours,” he sneered.

“Really? Are you fucking serious right now?”

“Alright, I’m sorry. They’re not more important. I just really do need to go to these places okay?”

“Whatever,” I rolled my eyes and let him come in; he walked inside and stood waiting for me to shut the door. “Let’s go.” We walked up to my room because that’s where I had kept all my things. 

“Do you want to start studying or are you just going to be bitchy the whole time?” he questioned.

I huffed, “Let’s study,” he started to explain what I’d missed but I couldn’t pay attention, I stared at his tattoos and piercings, wondering why he had them all. 

“Stop staring at me,” he said and he looked up from the book.

“I- I wasn’t-” I was cut off by someone calling my name.

“Kristen! Can you help me theres groceries in the car!”

“You need to leave, now,” I said trying to get him off my bed.

“No I’m good,” he said laying back, smirking.

“Common just please if my mom sees you she’ll kill me.”

“I don’t know, I wouldn’t really want to kill my daughter…” a voice said from behind me, “but I will get angry,” she said when she saw him laying on my bed.

“I swear we were just studying.”

She nodded obviously still angry.

“You, get out,” she nodded her head at him.

He got up and walked up next to me and whispered, “See you tomorrow Kris,” then he kissed my cheek. My eyes widen and he walks out, no doubt with a smirk on his lips.

“Kristen, what are you doing with that- with that punk,” she said it with complete disgust and it made me fuming.

A/N  I'm so sorry that it's shprt but I HAVE A LAPTOP AGAIN SO YAY