Kiss Me Imagines ✔

Telling Him - Ashton Irwin

This is a really short crappy thing I wrote on the train back home....

You could feel the lump rising in your throat. Your thoughts raced as you became more worried by the minute. This can’t be happening, you thought to yourself. You hadn’t taken precautions, but it seemed impossible at the time. How were you going to tell Ashton? Things had already been awkward between the both of you since the time you shared the hotel room in London. You knew that getting intimate with him was a mistake, but while you were wrapped in his arms trying to share heat during the cold night, the risks were the farthest thing from your mind. While laying on your bed you remembered the feeling of Ashton’s hands running down your body. A soft knock on the door disturbed your thoughts.

“(y/n)? Can I come in?” The sound of his voice made your heart skip a beat.

“Uh yes” you say, straightening yourself as you sprung off the bed. “What’s up?”

“We need to talk” Ashton sighed heavily.

You nodded slightly. Here we go.

“About what happened… Things just haven’t been the same between us since the London Concert.”

“Ashton…” You whispered and sat back down on the bed. Ashton sat next to you, bumping his knee against yours. You felt heat rising into your cheeks.

“(y/n) it’s not your fault. I’m not saying that I didn’t enjoy what we…”

“Ashton, I’m pregnant” you blurted, looking straight into his eyes.

Ashton’s brow furrowed “What?”

“I’ve missed the past few months and took a test today.” You dropped your eyes to your hands “It was positive.” You both sat there in silence for what felt like forever. When you finally spoke your mouth felt like sandpaper “I understand if that means I can’t stay with you and the band anymore. It’s not your responsibility anyway; it was a heat of the moment mistake.”

“Is that how you really feel?” Ashton responded sounding hurt.

“I… No.” Tears began to collect at the corner of your eyes. Ashton reached his hand over to yours and gently squeezed.

“(y/n)” he sighed. “What I do… This…I don’t know how to make it work.” He tiled your head so that he could look straight into your eyes. “The things we sing, they have gone after those we care about most, and I can’t… I can’t imagine losing anymore family.”

“I… I understand” you say as you chocked back your tears.

“Come ‘ere” Ashton said as he wrapped his arms around you. He pulled you in close and stroked a strand of hair behind your ear. “The way I feel about you… I can’t describe it” he said nuzzling his mouth near your ear. “But I can’t just leave the band alone.., I am kinda vital, and I can’t leave you by yourself without protection.”

“I can take care of myself” you responded weakly, feeling dizzy from holding back tears and feeling Ashton’s breath hot on your cheek.

“I’m sure you can” Ashton chuckled. His lips brushed your cheek. “Come on, maybe luke or Cal will know what to do. If I ask Mikey Im just going to get the stick ‘bout it” He pulled his face away from yours and gave your hand another gentle squeeze.

“Okay.” You said as you let go of his hands and wiped the tears out of your eyes. You gave him a half-hearted smile as you lead the way out of your room and into the kitchen of the tour bus.