pregnancy ➵ ashton irwin/5sos

chapter seven

I entered my house and saw my mom watching TV. Ashton just dropped me off, after we ate nuggets that his mom bought, and were really good.

"Hey sweetie." She said.

"Hi mom."

"Ryan told me that you slept at your friend's house." She asked.

I nodded.

"Is he here?" I asked her.

"Yeah, he is upstairs."

"Thanks mom, love you."

"Love you too." She smiled and I ran up the stairs to Ryan's room.

"Your son of a bitch! The car is great and you just lied to Ashton that it weren't." I scolded him once I entered.

He chuckled.

"I just wanted to make you guys stay longer together." He innocently said. "You're still wearing his clothes." He observed.

"I know," I confessed, "my clothes are wet."

"And did you bring them?"

"What? The clothes?" He nodded. "Oh my god, I forgot."

"So, how was it there?" He asked.

"Kinda boring, I guess." I shrugged.

"Boring?" He sounded shocked.

"It was normal." I sat on the edge of his bed. "I took a shower, then he took a shower and I waited in the living room watching Teen Wolf, and he appeared a couple minutes after and I watched for a little more and went bed, and then later he went it too." I casually said.

"You slept together?" He pressed.

"Yeah." I shrugged. "It was nothing."

"If you say so."

"His mom doesn't like me." I blurted.

"You met his mom?" I nodded. "She doesn't like me either. Maybe she doesn't like you because you're my sister." He tried consoling.

"See? It's all your fault." I blamed.

"Oh c'mon!" He threw his hand in the air. "She is really protective over Ashton and doesn't like that he goes out with us and everything." He explained. "Like we would do something wrong."

"And you don't?" I raised an eyebrow at him.

"We do, sure, but c'mon, we're still teenagers." He defended.

"She is kinda strange, the way she acts." I stated.

"I know, she has always been like that, at least while I've known him." He agreed.

"Did you ever talked with Ashton about her?"

"No, I feel like it would be really offensive. I think he really likes his mom, because after all she is his mom." He said.

"We, Ashton and I, were in the kitchen and then she entered it and started talking with him, and then she seemed to notice me and said 'I didn't know you had someone over' and she suggested that we eat nuggets for lunch and called Ashton to help her in the car." I briefly explain what had happened.

"But you had lunch altogether?"

"No, luckily. We went to his room and ate there." I muttered.

"I didn't really get the story that Ashton told me yesterday." He asked, confusion evident in his voice.

"What story?" I inquired.

"The reason that you were there. He said that you bumped into him in his street." I nod. "And then he told me about the dog, are you serious about that?" He jokingly asked.