The Holiday That Changed My Life

Part Thirty Nine

"So, tell me something." Aston said as we sat on the floor, leaning against the couch opposite the fireplace.

"What?" I asked after taking a sip of champagne.

"Anything, a fact, fear, secret, hope, dream, anything."

"Okay.." I mused as I tried to think of a good one. "Oh! I've got a kind of secret tattoo."

"I know." Aston smirked as I choked on my champagne.

"What?! How do you know?"

"Babe, we've slept together," He laughed as I blushed, forgetting that he would've already seen it. "So that's not a secret, tell me something else."

"Alright, how about a hope?" I asked as he nodded his head, bringing his glass up to his lips. "I hope that one day I'll become a famous fashion designer, my designs everywhere, celebrities telling the press that they're wearing my designs."

"Well you're halfway there," Aston smiled, resting his hand on the top of my thigh. "Once these plans come into play, you're going to be huge."

I smiled before leaning forward and pressing my lips against his in a sweet kiss, the taste of champagne on both of our lips. "You tell me something."

"Okay..I'm scared that some things are going to happen in the future and they're not going to be in my control so I can't stop them from happening." Aston shrugged, taking his hand off my thigh to drape it across the back of the couch behind me.

"That's deep," I teased as he tapped the back of my head.

"Stop it." He smirked before taking another sip of his champagne.

We kept on asking each other questions over the course of the next hour and found out loads about each other. Aston told me all about his family and I told him all about mine, Aston told me how he got into singing and I told him how I got into fashion. We found out each other's likes and dislikes, phobias, favourite foods, almost everything. We'd finished the whole bottle of champagne and the container of strawberries, and we'd moved off the floor onto the couch; Aston sitting in the corner seat with me lay at the side of him, resting my head on his lap. Aston had turned the light off completely now, so we just had the glow of the fireplace and the tea lights along with the night sky streaming through the window.

"Okay okay," Aston laughed as we'd just told each other our most embarrassing memory. "Tell me, what's the one thing you want most in the world?"

"I don't wanna tell you." I mumbled as Astons hand ran down my arm until it reached my hand, linking our fingers together.

"Why not?"

"It's awkward."

"Doesn't matter, just tell me." He said as his other hand ran over my hair gently.

"It's a typical girl thing; I just want a family." I shrugged, staring up at the ceiling.

"Really?" He asked, kind of surprised.

"Yeah, why's that such a surprise?" I frowned as I sat up.

"I didn't have you down as a family kinda girl."

"Well I am, so what about you? What's the one thing you want the most?" I asked, resting my legs on top of Astons.

"Pretty much the same as you," He admitted, trailing his fingers up and down my calf gently. "I want to get married to the love of my life, have a couple of kids and settle down."

"So not worldwide success?" I teased before he pinched my skin.

"That's my career dream, stop being mean to me!" Aston chuckled as I rested my head on his shoulder.

"Are you okay with telling your lot tomorrow? I can always can cancel and meet you-"

"I'll be fine, I can handle them. It's yours I'm worried about." I admitted as he wrapped his arms around me.

"Worried? Why are you worried?"

"Because, I know you think a lot of your mum and if she doesn't like me then-"

"Shut up, course she's going to like you." Aston laughed, kissing my temple.

"Really?" I asked, biting my lip.

"Yeah, and once she sees how happy I am with you, she's going to absolutely love you." He smiled before turning my head to kiss me gently.