Daisy (lashton)

Chapter 3

"I change my mind, Cal, this was a horrible idea." Ashton could barely hear the sound of his own voice over the pounding music of the club, and he could feel the beginning of a migraine settling in the back of his skull. He hadn't even been in the club for fifteen minutes and he already felt fatigued.

Ashton knew he was still decently young, but he couldn't help but feel decrepit as he scanned his eyes across the club and watched the young college kids drunkenly grinding up against each other. It made him uncomfortable to be watching all of these clearly underage kids dancing so sexually, especially knowing what these girls' fathers would think if they saw them now. Being a father himself, he couldn't help but cringe as he watched a young man grope his date through her paper thin dress.

"Oh would you just relax?" Calum whined as he grabbed Ashton's elbow and steered them towards the bar. "you just need to have a couple drinks. When is that last time you blacked out?" Ashton snorted, he had never been much of a drinker. "I am not going to black out tonight. The last time I blacked out I ended up with my daughter." Ashton couldn't help the laugh that escaped his lips as he thought about the one and only time he had ever "partied hard". It was funny now that he was financially and emotionally stable while capably raising an almost 5 year old, but back then when he was 20 and scared shitless, it probably wasn't that funny.

"We're making sure you black out tonight and get laid. What are you in the mood for? Getting your dick wet or taking it up the ass?"

"Jesus Christ, Calum!" Ashton groaned as he saw the girls next to them stifle their laughs.

"Taking it up the ass it is, then. Don't you worry Ashy boy, I'm going to get you nice and laid if it's the last thing I do tonight."

"Oh joy." Ashton said, the sarcasm nearly dripping from his lips as Calum waved down the bartender and began ordering their drinks.

"Yeah, we'll take eight tequila shots and seven beers." Calum yelled over the music, sliding his credit card across the bar.

"I thought there were only five of us including your friends?" Calum turned to look at Ashton with the most devious smirk on his face.

"There is."

"Then why all the extra drinks?"

"Like I told you, Ash," Calum said as the bartender set the tray of alcohol down in front of them. "I'm going to get you good and blacked tonight."

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Four tequila shots and two beers later Ashton was absolutely plastered. He never used to be a lightweight, but that was about 5 years and one daughter ago. The most alcohol he had drank since his daughter was born was a half a glass of wine at family dinners.

It had been a good twenty minutes since Ashton had last seen Calum, but he was much too intoxicated to care. Usually he would have felt awkward at a club alone, but with all of the alcohol in his system, he was having a great time.

Ashton might have been drunk, but he definitely knew when to stop so that he wouldn't be laying on his bathroom floor with his head in the toilet all morning. He was nearly dripping sweat from all of the body heat on the dance floor, and he clumsily made his way over to the bar to get a glass of much needed water.

"Hey lover boy," Calum slurred as he appeared out of nowhere and slung his arm around Ashton's shoulders. "find any good dick yet?" Ashton was sure the entire bar could hear Calum as he practically yelled in his ear, but he was too drunk to be embarrassed.

"Where the hell have you been?" Ashton couldn't help the chuckle that escaped his lips as he glanced over to his friend who was now chugging down another bottle.