5sos Imagines

Comfort - Ashton

This one's for alibrooke28. Enjoy!

Ali:

I came home after a long, exhausting day at work to find the apartment a complete mess.

"Uggghh!" I let out a frustrated groan before chucking my shoe at the couch.

"Ali? That you?" my brother, Ashton, whom I also happened to live with asked.

"No. It's Mary Poppins. Of course it's me," I huffed in annoyance.

"Okay, someone's in a mood," he muttered under his breath.

"I heard that," I hollered before storming off to my room and face planting into my bed.

Today had been an awful day. First I got up late, so I was late to school, earning me a detention, which then lead me to being late for work, which got me in trouble with my boss, followed by a very angry decaffeinated customer at the coffee shop, and, as a cherry on top, I also found out my ex got together with my arch nemesis. Over all, I was more than thankful that the day was over.

"Hey Ali, I realize now may not be the best time to mention this, but it's your turn to do the dishes and clean up the place. I already did my share," Ashton spoke, sticking his head through the door.

"GET OUT!" I yelled, my temper getting the best of me.

"Woah there. Now is that any way to speak to your big brother?" he asked, completely oblivious to the fact that I was about that much closer to exploding.

"It is when he has no sense of PERSONAL SPACE!" I yelled, angrily chucking a pillow at him.

"Hey, what's wrong?" he asked concerned, finally getting the hint that now was not the time to bug me.

"Nothing!" I angrily huffed, turning away from him.

"Aww, come here," he softly spoke, pulling me close to him and holding me close.

"No," I pouted, trying to resist the feeling of comfort his arms brought me.

"Shhh... you're okay," he cooed softly.

I let out a quiet whimper, on the verge of tears as all the tiredness and stress from the day finally got to me.

We stayed like that a while before he moved us so that we were both under the covers, as it was getting cold. At that moment, I couldn't hold back the tears anymore and started crying. He held me close as I sobbed into his chest, letting me let out all the feelings that had built up through the day. We had this weird understanding where words didn't really need to be said at the moment. He understood that sometimes things got to be too much for me and I couldn't handle it anymore.

Once I calmed down a little and had a moment to just breathe, he proceeded to ask his original question.

"So, tell me, what exactly has my baby sister all grumpy and upset today?"

"Rough day."

"Aww. Wanna talk about it?"

"No."

"I can't help you if I dont know what's going on, now can I?"

"Shut up," I groaned, turning the other way.

"Hey. What's up with the attitude?"

"Noth-"

"Don't you dare finish that thought Ali..." he warned.

"Or what?" I questioned, defiantly.

"Or the... TICKLE MONSTER'S GONNA ATTACK!" he yelled, pouncing on top of me and tickling the daylights out of me.

"Ash! Hahaha- s-stop!" I begged between fits of giggles.

"Not until you swear your gonna tell me."

"F-fine! Ahahaha."

"Okay then, now talk to me," he demanded, getting off of me and sitting up, pulling me onto his lap.

"Today was just kinda... crazy," I said slowly, unsure of how to word this.

"What exactly did this 'crazy day' consist of?"

"Well... first my alarm never went off, making me late to school again, then some stupid bitches were giving me shit at school today, on top of that, I had like three tests I was not prepared for. At. All. Then my bike had a flat, so I had to ask the kid who always smokes weed at the back of the school for a ride to work, and this kid was not a very good driver, which I should've figured out based on how wonky and old his car was. Anyway, this made me late for work, which in turn got me yelled at by my boss, Jerry, making me explain myself, to which he showed absolutely no understanding for. Then as I was getting orders ready, some grumpyass old dude started yelling at me for not having his coffee ready fast enough, then complained about the sugar, only to find out, that wasn't even his order, which then pissed off the other person, and well, let's just say a lot of hangry, decaffeinated adults were yelling at me. Then I realized I forgot all my homework in my locker at school so then I had to ask one of my coworkers, Mitchie, for a ride to school, which she agreed to. Then after getting to the school and getting my shit, I walked out and realized I'd have to walk home with my bike, not to mention, mother nature decided to pay a visit during English, making me have to make a very awkward rush to the bathroom since i was wearing white jeans and then I came home and the place was a mess, reminding me I'd have to clean it op before going to bed, not I mention all the homework I have to do for tomorrow and- and- well... today's been an awful day!" I whimpered at the end, bursting into tears yet again.

"Aww baby, I'm sorry you had such a bad day. I'm sorry I kept bugging you about chores," he soothed me softly, hugging me tight.

"It's okay. You didn't know and I'm just in a shitty mood," I quietly spoke.

"And you have every right to be. Don't worry about the cleaning, I can take care of it, I have a couple weeks off work anyway."

"You don't have to. It's fi-"

"No. I'm serious, I can take care of things for a few days. I take care of you everyday, how hard can taking care of a two bedroom apartment be?"

"You'd be surprised..."

"I know. I know. You always do so much to take care of things when I'm busy with work stuff, let me take care of things for a while and you take care if yourself or you're going to drive yourself crazy."

"I'm fi-"

"No you're not. You're exhausted. Just rest. You're staying home from school tomorrow and no work either, I'm calling your boss to let him know."

"Bu-"

"No no no. No buts. Those are for sitting not protesting."

"Shut up," I rolled my eyes at his silly joke.

He layed us down again and I cuddled into his side and he softly sang * you're favorite 5sos song* and I soon fell asleep to the sound of his voice.