5:00 pm // Grace's POV:
We arrived home after there was a long traffic jam halfway when we were driving home. I was glad to be back home. Ashton and I walked hand in hand to the kitchen, Anne-Marie was preparing dinner. We're having tacos, one of my favourite foods. Anne-Marie knows what I want and I was glad. Ashton and I sat down on the stools and watched her as she cooked.
"What?" Anne-Marie questioned.
"Nothing" We both smiled.
"Something's weird about you two" She confessed.
"Like what?" I questioned.
"Never you two mind" She laughed.
"Ok then" Ashton mumbled.
There was a long pause. Ashton slowly placed his hand on my leg and rubbed it. It felt good. His curly hair was in front of his eyes, I looked at him as he pushed it back. He looked so adorable. Then something a little awkward just happened. His bulge started to grow. We both smirked as we knew that it was a awkward situation.
"What?" She questioned.
"Nothing" Ashton and I both laughed.
"Alright then, how did Harry's soccer go?" She asked.
"Terrible, we lost" Ashton muttered.
"WHAT?" She screamed.
"Kidding, we won" I laughed.
"Omg you scared the life out of me" She shouted.
"We wern't supposed to" He giggled.
"Well you did" Her voice was at her normal level now after her scream.
"Sorry, it won't happen again" I smiled.
"What was the score?" She asked.
"5-6 or 4-5, something like that" He said, furrowing his eyebrows.
"That's amazing, was Harry proud?" She asked.
"Clearly, he ran to us" I sighed in relief.
"Well I'm glad" She smiled.
"Until Grace and I found out that the Asian fat guy was starting on a diet and not giving out lollies to the team" He remembered.
"Oh thank god, who knows what his parents gave him" She sighed in relief.
"Probably too many rice balls" I giggled as Ashton and Anne-Marie laughed hysterically.
After dinner (Preferably 4 hours later):
The time was 10:44pm. I was quite tired. I said goodnight to Anne-Marie, Harry and Lauren, even though they should have been in bed 2 hours ago. I went up to Ashton's room so I could get ready for bed. As I opened the door, Ashton came behind the door and scared me. I nearly fell down to the floor.
"Omg baby are you hurt?" He asked, worrying.
"Nope, I'm fine" I laughed as I got myself up.
"Thank god, I thought you were dead" He sighed in relief
"Ash, seriously?" I folded my arms and put my head to the right.
"What? Hahaha" He asked.
"Never mind" I laughed.
"No, tell me" He begged.
"It's fine" I smiled.
"Are you sure?" He questioned.
"Positive" I still kept smiling.
With Ashton only in his boxers, he climbed into bed, showing his bare, toned chest.
"I'm so tired" A yawn escape Ashton's lips.
"Same here and we have done nothing but take Harry to soccer and go to Maccas" I agreed.
"Come here" He winked. I was still in my bra and underwear as I walked over to him.
"Have I ever told you that I love you?" He smirked.
"Yes many times" I laughed.
"I may have told you, but I haven't physically shown you" He winked.
"Really? I thought you're tired" I smirked.
"Just because I'm tired, doesn't mean that I can't still fuck you" He winked again.
"Is that right? I smirked.
"Yep and I'm so excited" He whispered.
"Bring it on Irwin" I whispered back.
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Miss America or Miss Australia // Ashton Irwin Fanfiction
FanfictionMeet Grace Stromberg, she's 16 and she is from Shreveport, in Louisiana. Grace moved to Sydney in Australia when she was 15, but hasn't been to her new school yet. When she turns 16 and has started her new school, she meets a guy called Ashton Irwin...