forever// 5SOS

59

Ashton

Michael met me when I got into work, the two of us sitting down in the staff room together.

"Has Ava talked to you? She's convinced you're looking after her in the week,"

"I can do, not everyday because I'm driving down to see my family on Wednesday until Friday,"

"That's okay, she won't really do much,"

"I can have her on Monday, and take her to see Lucy,"

"Thankyou," I smiled.

"And how are you?"

"I'm fine,"

"And how's Viola?"

"I'm good," she said, slumping into the chair next to me. I smiled a little to myself, blushing as she leant her head on my shoulder.

"Ava went home?"

"Yep,"

"That's good. We need to go out again,"

"So you finally admitted it to yourselves," Michael sniggered, "took your time,"

I was about to protest but Viola just took my hand under the table, and nodded innocently.

"We just don't tell each other,"

"Which is a bit stupid," I laughed.

"Well I'm glad, because you both need someone who makes you happy,"

"Michael Clifford, my marriage therapist," I mumbled.

"Marriage?" they both said.

"You know what I meant. I need to go now,"

Her shoulders dropped and she bit her lip, suddenly placing a quick kiss on my cheek. I chuckled, because it felt like such a teenage move, then squeezed her hand and left.

Calum and I worked for the whole day, grabbing a quick snack here and there. My mum has brought Ava in, who sat in the office, while Cal and I ate our sandwiches.

"Are we using gas?"

"She asked for it, so yes,"

"Okay, fair enough- she looks terrified,"

"I'm wondering if we need to get someone in to hold her hand,"

"Go and talk to her, I'll see who can come,"

I went into the office and found Ava laid on the sofa, biting her nails. I took her hand away and held it, crouching down to her height.

"What are you nervous about today?"

"Everything,"

"Everything?"

"It's scary,"

"It can be, I get it, but we can get you a cover and some gas, and it'll be all cosy,"

"I don't like how it feels,"

I shushed her, helping her sit up infront of me. She started crying, and I shook my head, wiping her tears.

"You know, deep down, there's no reason to be scared. This is a tiny little problem to sort out, but becomes bigger if we leave it,"

She nodded and I helped her stand up, giving her a hug. Often, we hugged, but some were more meaningful that others. Times like this, where she gripped onto my body tightly;
they hurt, but I also knew I was helping.