Swear || a.i [editing in progress]

UNEDITED

"Calum is fine." Ashton said for the fourth time today. Afraid that Calum was still angry at me after three weeks.

It has been three weeks since I last saw them. Their album has been out for a few days now and it was really awesome to say the least.

"I missed you." Ashton says as we were immersed in an intense thumb war. Neither of us winning.

"I missed you too, Ash." I replied. I sounded tired and weary because I probably was, tired and weary.

"You sound like you don't mean it." Ashton sighed. He removed his hands from mine and lay them on the bed we were sitting on.

I ran my hands down my tired face.

"I do! I mean it! I really do Ashton." I continued. I did miss him a hell lot the last three weeks. I missed how he would hug me all of a sudden and how he would be so sweet and everything.

It just makes everything...better.

"You keep me sane, Bay." Ashton confesses softly, he looks me in the eye endearingly, making my stomach flutter.

"Thanks?" I replied, unsure of how to respond to his previous statement.

"I mean it."

"You mean everything." I chuckled.

I remember how Ashton was all serious when we first met. I was so afraid of him then. But somehow, we had gotten so close now.

"Did I ever tell you that you look beautiful?" Ashton smirked cheekily. He caught me off guard as I shook my head and laughed.

"Well only a million times,yes." I joked, shaking my head.

"You look beautiful,Bay." He says, leaving me speechless. I was wearing nothing but a huge t shirt and a pair of stretchy shorts, my hair up in a ponytail and I had no makeup on.

"You have very weird definitions of beautiful, Fletcher." I rolled my eyes. He pulls me closer to him and lay the both of us down on the bed, our faces inches apart.

"You are my only definition of beautiful, Bay." Shit,he got honey in his words. I bit my lip nervously as his breath tickles my nose.

Ashton leans in slowly, closing the gap between us but I felt obligated to flinch away.

"Ash, I can't do this." I whispered. I don't want to get hurt at the end of the day when I sit alone in that hospital bed with Ansel beside me without him by my side.

Ashton looked down with hurt flashing through his eyes.

I lifted his chin so those beautiful greenish brown eyes met mine.

"Ashton please. I said this to Calum three weeks ago but I don't want you to huff and leave so abruptly like he did." I admitted pleadingly. I didn't want to leave him at all. Ashton was leaving for tour next week and I'm trying to enjoy every last second I have with him.

" I won't. I'm just, I'm trying. I need to convince myself that what I'm doing right now can financially support both of you and I have the maturity to take care of you guys without running around so much." Ashton says, his voice shaky.

I can't see why Ashton doesn't realize that his band is taking over the world and he could support us financially and that he was being so mature in handling things, but things weren't so simple.

I wanted him to take his time to think and really mean it. I don't want to influence him into doing anything he would regret.

"I know Ashton. I really really appreciate it." I did. It felt nice to know that someone really cares.