How it started™ | Ashton Irwin Fanfic

Chapter 12

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I stopped my car at Ashton's apartment block and climbed the stone steps to the door. I knocked on the door once and Ashton answered to it. He opened the door fully and stood in awe.

"Wow!" He whispered, eyebrows raised.

"Wow yourself! You look dashing!" I invited myself in and hugged my boyfriend. He was wearing a clean plain black tee shirt and black skinny jeans. There was a pop of colour on his head which he wore a bright red Paisley patterned bandana. Despite his basicness, he was beautiful.

"Luke's just doing his hair, than we're all ready." Ashton told me, gripping my hand.

"Cool." I answered.

Calum, who was wearing a grey wife beater and denim jacket and jeans, stepped out of his and Ashton's room and stared at me.

"What?" I breathed.

"Damn, Ashton. Well done." Calum wandered into the kitchen and drank some milk out of the carton from the fridge. I blushed, trying to ignore the compliment, which I never really understood why I got.

I heard a yell from inside Luke and Michael's room and Mike stormed out.

"Ashton, swap with me! I can't deal with that bast-" Michael looked up and noticed me. "Hi Cliff."

"Hi." I said shyly. Michael was wearing a Jack Daniels top under a blue flannel with black jeans and boots. His hair was in its usual state, messily gorgeous.

Luke finally emerged from his room dressed in a navy sweater and skinny khakis. He didn't take notice of me.

"Shut up Clifford, you knew I'd be taking my time in the bathroom when you agreed to be my roommate. I told you, my hair comes before yours." He yelled, also taking a carton of milk from the fridge and drinking.

"Don't you say that to me and my hair ever Hemmings." Michaels voice got stiff and he poked his index finger in Luke's chest.

"I just did." Luke spat, flicking Michael's finger off of his chest.

Michael pushed Luke back into the fridge. Luke stumbled and hit his neck off of the cabinets, but looked fine but envious.

Ashton rushed over to Luke and helped him up to his feet. "Guys, stop! What are you doing? You two are best friends!" He shouted.

"Yeah guys. You shouldn't be hurting each others we your hair! How more childish can you get?!" Calum joined in, holding Michael back from swinging on Luke again. Michael suddenly stopped and shook put his shoulders.

"I guess. Sorry Luke." He groaned

"Same." Luke said, Ashton nudged him in the chest. "I'm sorry!"

Ashton smiled, which was always a good sight. "Good, now let's go to this party."

*

It was eight forty when we got to Chloe's. The five of us had crammed into my mini, which I didn't understand how was possible. I parked around the corner from her house so my car wouldn't be teepeed when I got back.

Ashton helped me out of my car and helped the boys out to, but took my hand when I lead them all to the house.

When we turned the corner, Chloe's house was on the left. You literally could not miss it as the house was lit up inside and fairy lights lot up the trees outside of it and there was subtle music coming from the windows. There was also the fact that there was several people drinking/kissing/throwing up on the front lawn.