"Tomorrow at 7" never happened.
Not because they didn't want it to (because they both did) but because Ashton suddenly got sick and could barely make it out of his room without throwing up; Ava thought that maybe this was a sign, but then Ashton admitted he'd tried to cook chicken and probably gave himself food poisoning.
So here he was, one week later, panicking about where the fuck he was supposed to take her on their date/"friendly outing."
"You could just take her to McDonalds," Michael suggested, not taking his focus from the TV screen as he attempted to overtake Luke on Mario Kart.
"I'm not taking her to McDonalds."
"Why not? It's cheap, and if you win on that Monopoly thing you could end up with a free car."
"I'll make that plan B," Ashton rolled his eyes, swearing under his breath as he slid into last place. He'd gone to the toilet when their characters had been picked, and Luke thought it was hilarious to put Ashton as Princess Peach.
Tosser.
"What about the cinema? Girls love all them romantic films and shit," Luke offered, dodging the banana skin Calum had dropped. "Don't watch a sad film, though. You'll cry and embarrass yourself."
"I don't cry," Ashton protested, laughing as Calum punched him for throwing a turtle shell.
"Remember when we watched The Notebook?" Luke reminded - they wanted to know what all the fuss was about, so borrowed it from Calum's sister one night.
Needless to say, they all "had something in their eye."
"I yawned, it makes your eyes water," Ashton lied, falling back into the sofa. He'd finished second to last place, which wasn't surprising because he was shit at video games and usually just pressed as many buttons he could at once and hoped for the best. "Thank you all."
"For what?" Michael asked, confused.
"Your fucking useless advice," Ashton groaned, running his hands over his face.
He'd never been on a date before, and didn't think McDonalds and a film would cut it.
"Luke's the only one that's ever been on a date," Calum pointed, setting up their next game. "The rest of us are as clueless as you."
"Where did you go?" Ashton asked, leaning forward until his elbows were on his knees and his chin was being propped up by his hands.
"It was terrible, mate," Luke shook his head, reliving the memory. "She dumped me on the drive back to her house."
"What happened?"
"It was all going fine, right? I'd payed for this meal at a fancy restaurant - which was expensive as fuck, by the way - but we sat in silence for almost all of the night. It was so awkward, I thought about going to the bathroom and sneaking out the window," Luke shook his head, and that made Ashton even more nervous - what if it was awkward for him and Ava?
"Definitely not going to a restaurant, then," he muttered, just as Calum selected Rainbow Road.
"Fuck off!"
"Are you having a laugh?"
"Stop being pussies," Calum rolled his eyes, laughing as Luke and Michael both glared at him. "Go hard or go home."
"I'm out," Ashton called, dropping his remote as he slide his phone out of his pocket which had just vibrated with a text.
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from: summers
how should i dress tomorrow?? like casual or fancy or what
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"Fucking hell."
"What's wrong?"
"She wants to know how she should dress. How am I supposed to reply if I don't even know where we're going!?"
"Here," Michael held out his hand, attempting to reply to the text whilst simultaneously kicking Luke's ass at Rainbow Road.
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from: ashton
slutty
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"You idiot! You fucking idiot! Why did you do that?"
"Calm down," Michael rolled his eyes, an amused smirk on his face.
"What did he reply?"
"He told her to dress slutty," Ashton grumbled, dancing his fingers over the keyboard of his phone and wondering how he was going to save himself from this.
"It's appropriate for all occasions," Michael shrugged.
"For fuck's sake," Luke shouted, throwing his controller down in frustration as he fell off the track. "Why would you pick Rainbow Road?!"
As the boys continued arguing about how much of a moron Calum was, Ashton's phone bleeped with a picture message.
"Has she replied?"
"It's a picture message," Ashton answered, confused.
Michael dropped his controller and jumped up from the floor, almost snapping his neck he turned around that quickly. He stumbled over his own feet, snatching Ashton's phone from his hand.
"What's up?"
"She sent him nudes!" Michael shouted, groaning in frustration as he failed to guess Ashton's phone password. "What the fuck is your password!?"
Ashton rolled his eyes and stood up, snatching his phone back and opening the text.
"She didn't send nudes, you idiot."
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from: summers
too much??
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Attached was a picture of an old woman in underwear, and Ashton scrunched his nose up as he snickered.
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from: ashton
i can never unsee that picture
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He debated whether or not to send another text, before just going for it.
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from: ashton
i'll pick you up at 7
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heeeeey!!
this was super short and i apologise but it was just a filler bc i felt like this was moving really fast idk
((they've been talking for about two weeks now in case you were confused))
also their "date" will be over the next two chapters and im kinda excited for that
comment/vote/whatever idk
ilysm bye xoxo
