It Started With A Follow.(Ashton Irwin)

@The Call

My mouth drops and my heart starts to pound at my chest. Ashton gives me a confused look and steps closer.

“It’s uh. It’s Chris.” I stammer, his face goes blank as his eyes grow angry.

“Don’t answer it.” He says stern as I hit the end button. “What the hell could he have wanted?”

“I don't know. Maybe I should have answered it.” I look at my phone then up at him.

He shakes his head and speaks softly. “I don’t want you to talk to him.”

“But, Ashton he is my brother.” I start but he cuts me off.

“Who trashed your house and stole from you, and is also a drug addict who is wanted all over the place.” He lets out a sigh as I push my eyebrows together. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea.” He steps closer to me, placing his hand on my cheek.

I put my hand on his hand. “I know, but if he keeps calling, I’m going to answer it and see what he wants, then I promise to never speak to him again. Honestly I don’t want to speak to him, I just want to know why he has to call me about it.”

Ashtons face softens and he lets out another sigh. “Okay. Come on lets go get you unpacked.” He gives me a light kiss and we go back into the house.

“I have to call mom real fast.” I say pulling my phone out.

-

Michael and Luke had already put all my boxes in the room and all I really brought was clothing so it didn't take long to get it all unpacked.

“Why didn’t I know you owned something this, this attractive.” Ashton said from behind me.

I my cheeks started to feel warm and I slowly turned around to see Ashton holding up a pair of red lace panties and a matching bra.

“How do you always end up with my undergarment box?” I asked grabbing them from his hand a pulling the box to the other side of the room.

He shrugs, “I’m just that lucky I guess.” He let out the most adorable laugh and I couldn’t help but smile. I turned to finish unpacking the box I was almost finished with when I felt his strong arms snake around my waist. “Really though. I’m the luckiest man alive.” He said in my ear sending chills down my spine. I turn around to face him and he smerks down at me.

“Well Mr. Lucky, help me finish unpacking so we can be lazy.” I got on my tippy toes, our noses touching and my lips faintly touching his. “Please.” and pulled away before he could make a move.

“You bumnugget.” He said giving my ass a smack before grabbing another box.  

It took about 9:30 when we got everything unpacked, and as soon as we got comfy in the huge bed my phone rang again.

“I think its Chris again.” I say looking at the number.

Ashton let out a sigh, “Answer it.”

“A prisoner from the Kentucky State Jail, Chris Hughes, would like to call you. Please press 1 to answer.” I pressed one.

“Hello.” I said in a dry tone.

“Alli?” Chris’s voice rang through the phone as if he didn’t think I would answer.

I rolled my eyes. “Who else is going to answer my phone.”

“I don’t- That’s not the point, are you in London?” He asked in a hushed tone.

“Maybe. Why do you care?” I was getting annoyed.