Hadley's Beautiful (Ashton Irwin)

~ 6 ~

Magic 8 Ball, is it okay to discriminate?

My reply is no

You're right. It's never okay.

McKenna

“What’s wrong?” I ask, sitting up and putting my feet on the cold, hardwood floor.

I give Ashton a concerned look and he plops down on the couch next to me.

The rest of the boys sit down as well.

“So we’re going on an American tour in July to September,” Ashton starts.

I nod. I’m not too surprised, I knew he was going to have to do something for his fans sooner or later.

“And I’m not forcing you to go on tour with us, but it’d be great and an educational trip for Hadley,” Ashton finishes, looking at my face for my reaction.

“Well, there’s a few problems with that, Ashton. I have work, I do live in this house too so I have to help pay the bills, and is there even enough room for Hadley and me on the tour bus?” I ask, listing all of the problems.

“I can pay your bills and you can quit work, there’s enough room on the tour bus,” Ashton suggests, grinning.

“No, Ashton, it’s my problems not yours,” I glare at him.

His smile falters. “You’re taking care of my child, and you’re the mother of my child! I have enough money!”

“Quiet down, Ash. I don’t care, you’re not paying for my shit,” I stand up, walking towards the stairs.

“Where are you going?” He calls after me.

“To bed. We’ll settle this in the morning,” I walk up the wooden stairs that creak, a lot on my mind.

~*~

Not only did I wake up to an Ashton Irwin hovering over me, I also woke up to a surprise from Mother Nature.

I would call it a gift but I don’t call bleeding out of your vagina a gift.

“Go away, Ash,” I groan sleepily, flipping over to turn away from him and to face the wall.

“You said we would talk about the tour in the morning. Its morning,” he persists.

I yawn, turning back to face him and look at my alarm clock.