The Holiday That Changed My Life

Part Eighty Three

Our night was amazing. Along with celebrating my show we also celebrated mine and Astons announcement that we were going to live together. Everyone was so happy for us and I don't think I stopped smiling all night, apart from when Aston tripped near the bar and fell straight into the corner. This boy can handle his drink no problem, but he's a clumsy bugger at the best of times.

We had our little celebration that Aston wanted so badly when we came home. Our home. I still can't believe I agreed to moving in with him, never in a million years did I think I'd ever move in with a boyfriend but with Aston it surprisingly felt right. Sure it was a bit scary, but he reassured me that everything was going to be okay and that we'd have loads of fun.

I woke up the next morning before Aston, feeling surprisingly fresh after the amount of drinks I'd had. I know I said I don't drink a lot but Ast was there to make sure I was okay and he pretty much insisted that I had a drink and enjoyed myself. I rolled over onto my side to face Aston who was lay on his back with his head tilted to the side, the cut on his face clearly viable. I gently traced over it with my thumb but it must've hurt him as his eyes opened slowly and a groan escaped his lips.

"Sorry," I whispered, resting my hand on the side of his face before tracing his bruise even softer. "Does it hurt?"

"Only a little," He replied quietly, raising his hand to gently take hold of my wrist, soothingly rubbing my skin with his thumb. "I'll be alright."

"You sure? I could go get-"

"Babe seriously, I'm fine," Aston smiled as we both spoke in hushed tones. "It's just a bruise."

"It's cut near your eye a little bit too." I tutted as I traced over it.

"It's nothing major, stop fussing." He chuckled quietly as he turned his head to place a soft kiss on my wrist.

"You need to be more careful."

"If I promise to be careful will you please drop it?" He asked as I nodded. "Then I promise I'll be more careful."

"Good, because I can't have you cut and bruised all the time."

"Oh can't you?" He laughed before leaning forwards and pressing a gentle kiss on my lips.

"No, so I might have to use something to cover it up." I teased, examining his injury before he pulled my hand away from his face.

"You're not putting make up on me." He said sternly, trying to keep my hand away.

"Why not? You wear make up for shoots." I frowned, deciding to keep my hands to myself.

"That's for work! I shouldn't have to wear make up in front of my girlfriend!"

"I think you need it though." I sighed jokingly as I swung the duvet back and jumped out of bed.

"You're awful to me!" Aston laughed as he sat up, the duvet falling to his waist.

"Gotta keep your ego in check babe!" I called through to him as I stood in the wardrobe to pick out something to wear.

"Here, just wear this!" He said before I felt something hit my back.

I turned around to pick it up to see that it was Astons shirt from last night, I looked at him and he just shrugged his shoulders. I rolled my eyes at him before slipping it on over my underwear and closing his wardrobe doors behind me.

"What you fastening it for?" He asked as I was buttoning up the shirt whilst I walked back over to the bed.

"Because I'm cold." I frowned, sitting on my side.

"Come here, I'll warm you up!" He smirked as he grabbed my hand and pulled me over to him so that I was sat in between his legs.

"So, when do you fancy moving in?" Aston asked, running his hands up and down my arms.

"As soon as I've packed." I giggled as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Wow, that quick huh?" He asked as he pressed a kiss against my shoulder.

"W-Well I-"

"Babe I'm joking, I'd move you in today if I could. Do you reckon we should start looking at houses?"

"I guess we could, I don't see why not." I shrugged, tracing over one of Astons many tattoos.

"Go get my laptop then." He said, tapping my stomach.

"Why me?"

"Because I'm comfy!" He laughed as I tutted before getting out of bed.

"You just want to perv." I scoffed, pulling his shirt down to try and cover myself but it didn't work, damn him for being a short arse.

"Got it in one babe!"