Anonymous | Ashton Irwin |

The High Road

"Oh Piper, wake up." I hear somebody singing, but it sounded pretty dark, slow, and muffled.

Is this a dream? Eh, whatever this is, I don't want to bother to wake up.

It sang again,"Oh come on, Piper, wake up." as its hand lightly and slowly planted on my shoulder.

I flinch a bit, noticing that it is Ashton trying to make me get up. HAH! Well the hell with that, you little fucker! You're not gonna order me to do this this time!

I purposely rolled to the opposite side. Suddenly, I peeked through my eyelids and you won't believe what occurred to me... I am now facing Ashton, towards his side of the bed.

"Hello there!" he said enthusiastically with a warm smile.

I groaned as I roll back to my previous position,"Mrrrrm!"

Strictly, he says,"Well that's not a proper way to greet in the morning, it's just not lady-like."

Ignoring the process of his orders, I rolled my eyes. Gosh he reminds me of my mother at the moment. It's like, just can you not? I'm not in the mood for after what you've done to me!

"Hey! Wake up! You have some work to do!" Ashton finally hollered at me and I heard his voice crack.

That was one hysterical fail.

I sighed out loud and finally speak up all raspy and tired with a lace of shooting at him,"What is it, Ashton? To fake being your girlfriend again or what?"

Ashton scolded,"Don't you dare talk to me in that way, or else I will make you do something that you will be embarrassed about."

I sighed and apologised,"I'm sorry. I'm just so tired, okay? May I please rest for a couple of more minutes?"

He chuckled madly and pointed out,"You've had one week of sleep. I don't really see how you can be very tired again." he pointed out. "Well I'm hungry, make me something to eat. That's an order! Now get your ass up!"

I growled quietly to myself before I whipped the blanket off of me and then sit up. I planted my palms onto my eyes for rubbing off the morning blurs. Suddenly, I glance at Ashton, he's still glaring at me.

"Well, what would you like to eat for breakfast?" I asked sarcastically with a fake, tired smile.

"Whatever you can make."

I jumped off the bed and walk out of his bedroom, enthusiastically,"Then a cereal it is!"

"And?" I heard him shout out from his bedroom.

"And toast!" responding simply as I start walking down the stairs.

"And?"

You gotta be fucken kiddin' me! How much does this guy eat?! I don't even know how to cook!

I looked through the pantries and the refrigerator,"That's it! I don't know what else to make you!"

Suddenly, Ashton rapidly came into the kitchen,"What do you mean 'that's it'?"

Noticing his temper, my tone morphed into shame,"I don't know- I honestly don't know how to cook, man. I can only serve you the most simplest things."

Ashton stayed quiet for a while, pondering while looking very disappointed at me. Furrowing his eyebrows.

"Can you make tea?" He finally spoke up, curiously.

"That's easy." A moment of pause as I tilt my head and frown,"You're not mad at me, are you? That... I can't cook anything you plead?" I cautiously asked.