Daddy Hemmings

Chapter 9 - His Favourite Jersey

Ashton's POV

I set the jug to boil and decided to check on Ashley.

"I'll be right back" I told Lucy who smiled in return.

I searched the whole house and couldn't find her, she didn't leave either, I would have heard the door.

The basement.

I walked up to the shut door and opened it starting down the stairs.

There she was. Asleep and cuddling my favourite jersey on the floor next to my drum kit. She was also holding my lucky drumsticks.

The radio was on quietly so I turned it off.

I picked Ashley up bridal style and carried her to her room.

I laid her gently in her bed and slipped off her shoes.

Though she slept, she still clung to my jersey. I managed to slip the drumsticks from her death grip but the jersey was a lost cause.

I chuckled slightly, pulled the blankets over her and gently kissed her on the forehead.

I quietly closed the door behind me and walked back into the kitchen.

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"And do you remember the time we were at the park and you fell off the swing" She laughed.

"Yea, unfortunately" I replied blushing a little.

"You fell right on your bum!" She fell into another fit of laughter.

Damn. I don't remember her being so pretty. Those dimples..

"Ash?" She touched my arm shaking me out of my daze.

"Hmmm? Oh sorry, just thinking" I said nervously rubbing the back of my neck.

"Wutcha thinkin' about?" She started moving closer until she was straddling my lap.

Oh dear.

Let's just tell you about Lucy and I's past.

We were boyfriend and girlfriend, for about a year and a half. She moved to England, and we slowly lost contact.

And well, now she's back. After 3 whole years.

I forgot, we never technically 'ended' anything.

"Look, um, Lucy we can't-" She cut me off.

"I'm back Ashie, and I missed you, I can't wait any longer" She kissed me forcefully.

Ashie. That's what I call...Ashley.

Ashley! I forgot about her again!

I pushed Lucy off.

"No! I said No! Now go! Please!" I shouted running a hand through my hair and beginning to pace around the room.

Ashley's POV

I woke up in bed. Ashton must have found me. I checked the time, past 6. Took him long enough.

I felt the sudden urge for a bowl of Lucky Charms so I made my way to the kitchen.

I heard talking so I tried to slip by unnoticed when all of the sudden they were silent.

I slowly turned around to apologise for interrupting when I was met with something worse than I could imagine.

They were kissing.

My Ashton. My Ash. Kissing little miss Lucy! Goody good from hell.

I quickly slipped out of the room still unnoticed and crept back to my room.

Suddenly the thought of food made me feel sick.

I couldn't quite tell what I was feeling, it was a mixture of anger, sadness, pure hatred, and heartbroken.

How could he do this to me!?

I broke down and cried. I cried into my pillow.

My only friend at the moment.