Forever and Infinity || a.i.

Chapter 37: What?

*Ashton's POV*

Claire texted me yesterday and she seemed worried. I told her that I would come over, but she refused. She told me to come ASAP and that something was wrong.

I woke up extra early...about 8. Ok, ok! It's not that early, but still.

I dressed quickly and said bye to my mum and then walked the short distance to her house. I jogged up the steps, ringing the bell when I got up there.

"Come in!" I heard Claire yell from inside.

I twisted the nob and was greeted by the familiar scent of her house, except this time it was mixed in with what smelled like chemicals...

"Where are you?" I coughed from the smell.

"Over here!" she yelled from the kitchen.

She sounded like she was having trouble with something...

I turned the corner into her kitchen and saw her rubbing a wipe on the counter really fast and hard.

"What the fuck are you doing?"I asked her.

"Cleaning." she replied simply, still wiping hard.

"You sound like you're humping the table." I laughed

"Well I'm not." she laughed. "I'm cleaning." she sighed. "Next up, my room." she squealed.

She grabbed the wipes and the duster, running past me.

I followed her up to her room and sat on her bed as she went through each of her shelves and dusted the contents.

"You look hot." I giggled.

"Shut up." she smiled, not looking at me.

"Those are some short shorts." I licked my lips.

"Perv." she mumbled.

I laughed at how creepy I was acting.

She was wearing really short purple shorts and a white tank top, her hair in a high-ponytail.

"Where is everybody?" I asked.

"They went to the beach. I told them I was on my period and plus I wanted to spend the day with you guys." she smiled.

"Are you really on your period?" I giggled.

"No." she laughed. "That happens at the end of the month." she waved the duster at me.

"I'll remember that so I can bring you things and be a good boyfriend." I smiled.

"You are a good boyfriend." Claire laughed, pulling a wipe out of the container.

"Why are you cleaning anyways?" I raised an eyebrow.

"I clean when I'm stressed, under pressure, depressed, or nervous." she shrugged.

"So you're cleaning... whatchu stressed, under pressure, depressed, or nervous about?" I asked suddenly.

"Right." she bit her lip. "I told you to come here as soon as possible."

"Come here, baby." I opened up my arms.

She walked over and sat, facing me.

"Well..." she started, looking down.

I brushed her hair away from her eyes.

"Last night, after you dropped me off, my mom and dad were fighting." she swallowed.

I rubbed circles into her lower back.

"Mhm." I listened.

"I overheard their conversation and.." she said quietly.

"And..." I whispered.

"We're moving to L.A." she looked into my eyes.

I stopped rubbing. "What?" I said in total shock.

She nodded.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yup." she mumbled, sighing quietly.

"Do you know when?"

"I don't know." she played with her thumbs. "My mom doesn't want to go."

"Well what happens if she doesn't go?"

"I don't think that would happen. The baby's on the way." She explained.

"What if you do go." I asked her.

"I don't know." she looked at me again.

We got silent. She rested her head in my neck, while I rubbed her whole back.

"We can make this work." she mumbled.

I nodded in response. "Of course we can, baby."

Author's Note:

Soooooo short chapter but oh whale 🐳 haha thanks for reading and ilysfm <3