The Holiday That Changed My Life

Part Thirty Five

After sleeping on Astons mattress last night, I wondered how I've managed on my bed for the last god knows how many years. It was so comfortable, I didn't want to get up the next morning. But Aston practically forced me. He told me to get out of bed and get a shower while he got my clothes out of my car and then he'll start on breakfast. I'd fallen back to sleep the minute he closed the door and I was woke up by a bucket of cold water being thrown on me and Aston laughing his head off. I wasn't happy at all! But I couldn't help but laugh, especially because Astons laugh was so contagious. He wasn't laughing when I got off the bed and clung to him so that he was wet too.

Once we'd both calmed down, I got into the shower and got myself ready for work. I forgot to bring my straighteners with me so I used the hair slides that were in my make up bag and did my hair in a presentable-ish bun on top of my head. I changed into my gorgeous yellow River Island bodycon and slipped my Louboutins on again, if you had a pair you'd want to wear them everyday; especially the black ones, you can wear them with anything!

"I have to say, I'm loving your work clothes." I heard Aston say as I stood by his hallway mirror to stick a bit of make up on.

"Yeah?" I giggled, looking at him through the mirror as I put my make up back into my bag, leaving it on the drawers before picking up my earrings.

"Oh yeah, but yesterday's outfit was so much better," He smirked, resting his hands on my waist from behind. "So much sexier." He whispered in my ear before nipping my lobe gently.

"So I don't look sexy today then?" I joked as I put my earrings in, trying to ignore the butterflies in my stomach.

"You do, just not as sexy as yesterday." He winked before pressing a few kisses against the skin of my neck. "Now come on, breakfast, before I don't let you leave the house."

I laughed as Aston grabbed my hand and led me back downstairs, me snatching up my make up bag just in time. As we got to the kitchen I was treated to a full English, something that I always craved on a morning but never had the time to make or eat.

Once we were finished and Aston had gotten changed himself, we got into our separate cars and drove down to my office. I got there first so I waited out front for Aston, seeing as he wouldn't be able to get in without the swipe key or by reception as no one was in yet for another half hour. Aston arrived not long after me so I let us both in and we took the lift up to my office.

"So what am I actually going to be wearing for this photo shoot?" Aston asked, carrying on our conversation as we headed down the corridor.

"I'm not too sure, I've not sorted those out yet but since you're here you could choose a few that you like?" I suggested as I put my key into the door and turned it.

"Yeah, that sounds alright," He agreed as I let us both into my office. "Come on then miss hot shot, show me what you've got!"

I laughed as I shook my head whilst sitting at my desk and getting my sketch pads out of my drawer. I switched my computer on whilst Aston sat himself on the edge of my desk at the side of me.

Once my computer was up and running I got a few saved designs up and showed Aston those and a few from my sketch pad. I let him have a look through and pick his favourites that he wanted to do and made notes as I went along, his sizes and whatnot as I needed to send them off as soon as possible.

"Shit I need to go!" Aston said suddenly as he pulled his phone out of his pocket. "I'm gonna be late for work!"

"Then get going!" I giggled, putting my pen down.

"I will in a minute, listen I'm gonna stop by your place tonight okay?" Aston asked, getting up off my desk.

"Sure, why?" I frowned.

"Because we need to figure out how we're going to tell everyone about this." He said as I stood up out of my chair.

"Oh yeah," I said as Aston took my hands in his. "It won't be that hard will it? There's just our families to tell really."

"And the band, my management, the fans." He trailed off as he took a step closer to me.

"That's a lot of people." I laughed nervously.

"My band and management will be cool." He shrugged as I nodded.

"But your fans,"

"Are a whole different story. And I don't want to scare you or anything but you really can't predict their reactions."

"Right." I sighed.

Teenage girls who think the world of four guys, finding out the youngest member's now off the market? How could that not go wrong? They're going to absolutely freak out! Maybe telling everyone right now isn't such a good idea after all.

"Don't worry about them, I won't let them hurt you." Aston said quietly before placing a delicate kiss on my forehead.

"Okay, but I'm holding you to that!" I smirked as Aston squeezed my hands.

"I'm sure you will, everything'll be okay, promise."

"I believe you, now go to work!" I laughed, letting go of his hands and pushing him away.

"Anyone would think you're trying to get rid of me." He chuckled, turning back around to face me.

"I am, I've got work to do for some stuck up pop star." I teased as Aston shot me a look.

"That's it!" He shouted before grabbing me by the waist and tickling my sides.

"Stop it!" I laughed. "You're going to be late for work!"

"Next time it'll be worse," He smirked, turning me around in his arms. "I'll text you later yeah?"

I smiled as I nodded before Aston pulled me closer to his body and pressed kiss after kiss onto my lips.

"Okay now I really have to go," Aston moaned, prising his lips away from mine.

"Good!" I giggled before he kissed me again.

"You really are a pain in the arse, aren't you?" He frowned.

"I can be," I winked as he unwrapped his arms from my waist. "Now go!"

"I'm going!" He said as he kissed me.

"See you later babes!" He called as he left my office, closing the door behind him.