28 days

Day eight

My head was pounding as I rolled over, I stretched my legs out and as I did my foot kicked something very heavy, I let out a small moan before coming to the realisation that the Irwins don't have a dog or cat or anything that could be sitting at the end of my bed.

I shot up, my eyes scanned the room, where was I?, it was only when I saw the basket of cds that I started to question if I was in Ashtons room, and when I saw Ashton Irwin himself sitting at the end of his bed right next to my foot I confirmed that allegation.

"Morning" He mumbled as he rubbed the back of his neck, he was wearing a white singlet and a pair of grey trackies, his hair was ruffled in the most adorable and attractive way and his morning voice was so satisfying I could voice record it and set it as my alarm.

Wait get your head together Skyla, you hate Ashton and you always will.

"Why am in your bed" I asked sternly looking him dead in the eye

"Hey you got in there yourself" he defended with a smirk, my mouth flung open,

"we didn't do anything right?" I panicked getting out of the bed

"If by anything you mean sex, no, we didn't." I let out a massive breathe of air,

"then why was I in your bed" I said a few seconds later

"are you suggesting you wanted to do something" he smirked yet again standing up off the bed and walking towards me

"No" I said my voice hitching, I didn't but I mean I wouldn't mind, no, you would mind skyla, you hate ashton remember

"No, I just want to know why I would be in your bed then" I said more firm this time stepping away from Ashton

"Well, you got hammered last night, and me being the nice person I am decided I would take you home and get you into bed so you didn't show up hungover at 2 oclock today after sleeping with some random guy, but as soon as we got through my bedroom window you crashed in my bed." he sighed sitting back down on the bed

"you, a nice person?" I scoffed laughing walking out of his room and going to mine.

I walked into my ensuite, I looked horrible, my hair was a massive knot and my make up was smudged every where, and the greenday shirt I was wearing had holes all in the sleeves, wait, this isn't my greenday shirt.

I took the shirt off observing it, it was all wrinkled up with holes in the sleeves and some parts of the stomach area, I flipped it in sight out, there were a bunch of messy words written all over it. I squinted my eyes and managed to string the sentence together

Fear is the only thing keeping me from her.

I chucked the shirt to the corner of the bathroom getting into the shower.

What was Ashton so afraid of.

"Ashton" I sighed knocking on his door, he was quick to open it, his laptop was set on the desk and he was play All time low, I started to laugh when I heard what song

"What?" he scoffed sitting down on his bed

"It's just this song" I smiled to myself as the words of I feel like dancing by All time Low came into my mind

"What about that song" he asked looking up at me, my eyes met his and they had a glint in them as if he actually cared,

"I just thought it wasn't your type of music" I laughed handing him his greenday shirt

"its been 2 years, people change" he said mimicking what I had said the other day rolling his eyes, I took that as my qeue to leave.

My stomach exploded with butterflies as Ashton slammed his bedroom door, what is going on with me.