What is Love? (Ashton Irwin || AU)

Samantha || 17

As I wake up I feel a weight on my stomach. I open my eyes and look down to find Ashton's fluffy hair in front of me. His head is rested on my stomach and his arm is draped around me. I smile a small smile and look around. I notice that we aren't in the same spot we originally went to sleep in last night. We are next to the wall now. I look back down at Ashton and lift my hand to his hair. I start playing with his hair and then all of a sudden a phone rings. I jump and cover my mouth so I don't scream and wake everyone up. Ann gets up from the couch a rushes to find the phone while Ashton sits up wide eyed.

"Are you ok? What happened?" Ashton says looking at me, worried.

"Yeah I'm fine. The phone scared me." I respond. He nods his head and lays back down in the same position. He reaches his hand over and starts feeling around my face and shoulder.

"Um Ashton, what are you doing?" I ask giggling a little.

"I'm looking for your hand." He says.

"Why?"

"I want you to play with my hair again." I giggle at him and place my hand in his hair again. He starts giggling too, which makes me laugh.

"Why are you giggling?" I ask while laughing.

"Your laugh sounds funny listening to it this way." He says. I laugh again which causes him to laugh even harder.

"Hey! Shut up! I'm trying to sleep!" Michael yells from across the room.

"Michael!" Miranda says.

"No! I like hearing them laugh. It means they're happy." I hear Harry say.

"Well we are all up now, so stop fighting about it." Lauren chimes in. I try to hold in my laugh, but it doesn't work out too well.

"Alright guys. I have good news." Ann says as she walks back into the room. "The men that took you two have been found. Turns out they are from Australia and wanted for murder." Oh my god. I was in the hands of a muderer!

"You mean my Samantha was in the hands of a murderous soul?" Ashton says while sitting up.

"Your Samantha? Last time I checked we weren't together and I don't like to be called Samantha." I say, sitting up as well.

"I asked you out." Ashton defends.

"Well it hasn't happened." I shoot back.

"I'm sorry. Some things turned up." Ashton says. "How about later?"

"I'd have to cancel that volleyball session with Rachael at that park you took me to."

"No don't do that. I know you're looking forward to that. I'll figure it out."

"Are you sure? I can cancel."

"No don't. It's completely ok." I smile at Ashton and he smiles back.

"Ok enough with the heart eyes. I'm not ready to be a grandmother yet." Ann says. I look down and blush. "Let's get all these blankets cleaned up." We all help clean up and then we sit around in the living, talking here and there.

"I should probably go home. My grandma is probably freaking out and I need to shower and eat." I say standing up from my spot on Ashton's lap.

"I'll walk you." Ashton says while standing up right after me.

I shake my head. "No it's fine. I'm two houses down."

"Are you sure?" Ashton asks. I just nod my head and smile at him. He seems reluctant to agree, but he does anyways. We exchange hugs and then I start walking for the door.

"We should probably go too. We need to find a place to stay until we figure out how we'll get back home." Michael says. I stop in front of the door and speak before my mind even has a chance to process anything.

"You guys can stay with me. We have a guest bedroom that never gets used." I suggest. Michael and Miranda look at each other before looking back at me.

"Are you sure? We don't want to intrude or anything." Miranda says.

"No it's fine. My grandma won't care either." I say.

"Ok. Thank you." Miranda says. I smile at her and then motion for them to follow me.

"Do you guys have clothes and stuff?" I ask as we walk down the sidewalk.

"Yeah. I grabbed the bags before I left the airport. I put them in the rental car." Michael says. "It's parked up the road."

"You can park it in our driveway if you need, unless you need to return it." I say. Sometimes I feel like I'm overly kind.

"I have to take it back. Thank you though." He says.

"Anything to help." I say as we step up to the front door of the house. I try the handle, but it doesn't turn. I then bang on the door until someone answers. Finally the door swings open revealing my grandma.

"Oh my goodness Samantha where have you been!? We've been so worried!" My grandma says, grasping me in a bone crushing hug.

"It's a long story and I'll tell you it later. First I need to get these two settled in. They need a place to stay for a little while. It'll make more sense when I tell you the story." I say. My grandma nods and welcomes Michael and Miranda into the house. I lead them upstairs and to the guest bedroom. "Here's your room. I assume you don't have a problem with sharing a bed. My room is across the hall and the bathroom is right next door. I'll let you guys settle in. You can get your bags from the rental car and come back in, you don't need to knock. I'll be downstairs explaining everything to my grandma and if you ever need anything you can ask any of us." I explain. "Oh and food is free game. Whenever you're hungry just help yourself."

"You shouldn't have said that. Michael will eat everything in this household." Miranda says. I laugh at her words and Michael looks at her with a fake offended face.

"I'll be downstairs." I say before turning around to walk downstairs.

"Hey Sammy." Miranda says. I turn back around to face her and Michael. "Thank you."

"Of course." I say smiling. I then turn back around and walk back toward the stairs and down them to tell my grandma the 'glorious' story of my almost death.

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Hiiiiii! I actually updated for once!! I'm proud. I hope you like it. Sorry it's short. I have horrible writers block right now and it's like 11 at night. I've been trying to write this chapter for like a week and I've been failing miserably so hopefully this is ok. I'll try to write and update more frequent! I love you all!! :)

-Kourtnie<3 xxx