I wanna be His Boy

Emma Coming Over

Carter's POV:

I was being shaken. I groaned softly and opened my eyes. The sun was so bright. I whined softly. I pushed my red hair into my eyes. The quiff was long enough to cover my eyes a bit. However, it was only long enough to cover half of my eyes. The sides were faded into the quiff but it was growing out now. I pulled my gray hood up. I turned and saw Ashton standing at the passenger side door.

"Wake up sweetpea. Do you want me to carry you into the house?" He asked almost looking excited but I denied it. I was too fat, 200 lbs. Unhealthy for someone as small as me. I groaned as I hopped out of the truck following his lead. I did not want to look up. I need to go to CVS soon to pick up my prescription. We got into the house and I was a lot happier. There was only a dim light. The blinds were shut. I followed him upstairs and slumped down on the beanbag chair. Ashton smiled at me softly putting my bag to the side. I whined curling up. "Hey mister, I think you might be hungry. What would you like to eat?"

I felt my stomach grumble. "I don't want anything." Your too fat Carter. I whined holding my head. No go away. My meds are supposed to work. You eating will just make you gain weight. No one will ever love a fat boy. I shook my head a few times to push her away. Not right now. I felt the blood rushing from my head. I accidently cracked my neck doing so.

"Carter, you are going to eat. I know you missed lunch." He said sternly. I whined he is using his daddys voice and it's so cute. " So you can either pick grilled cheese or pigs-in-blankets, or I will make whatever I want."

"Piggy's please" I giggled. I loved these. They are usually called cocktail hot dogs but pigs-in-blankets sounded a lot cuter. Ashton walked downstairs. I heard him fumbling down in the kitchen. I got off the beanbag and saw a cow stuffy in the corner. I gasped. I love cowwwwsss. I wanted to take it but it looked important. I turned the chair towards it. I could feel myself regressing. "Hi cow, I'm Carter. I have a cactus stuffie at home. I bet you guys would be bestfriends. But my favorite one is this big blue M&M stuffie. He has the cutest face." I felt a hand on my shoulder. It was Ashton. He was chuckling softly.

"I see you like Finley." I nodded as he handed me my plate. He sat on the ground next to me. He had some of his own. He started to eat together. I liked his company. "See, I actually got Finley just for you. I thought you may like a stuffie from me. If like uh.." Ashton began to stutter as I ate my pigs. I giggled softly.

"He is very very cute." I giggled more as Ashtons smile brightened. His blue eyes sparkling every time I spoke. Maybe I would like him to be my daddy. I finished my plate. He took the plate from me and placed it on a table near the door. He came back to where he was sitting. He picked up Finley and gave it to me.

"He is yours now munchkin." He giggled softly his hand rubbing my leg. I put my hand out and he grabbed ahold of my hand intertwining his fingers with mine. I smiled feeling little pulses going through our hands. I kept Finley close to me. I looked down at him and felt Ashton pulling me into his lap. I laid Finley on the beanbag chair so he would be safe. Ashton wrapped his arms around my waist his legs sligtly raised so I am sitting on his lap. I gently wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm sorry. I wasn't there for you. I could have helped."

I held a finger to his lip. "Shhhh. It's not your fault babe." I told him running my finger through his hair. He smiled when I called him babe. I could still see the sadness though. I think I knew how to fix it. I gently leaned forward and barely brushed my lips against his.

He chuckled and mumbled, "Is that all I get?" I giggled and pressed my lips to his deeply. My arms pulled him closer from behind his neck. His arms got tighter on my waist. He gently pulledmy lip as I gasped into his mouth. He deepened the kiss rubbing his tongue softly against mine. Why does kissing him feel so good? The kissing got deeper. We were getting almost breathless. He mumbled something. I couldn't tell what it was.