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[6] Ashton

When I woke up I heard a beeping, an annoying little beep. I tried to sit up and fail, due to Michael lying on my chest.

I woke him up when I saw his phone lighting up and vibrating. "Red, wake up." I shook him gently.

"What?" He sat up and grabbed his phone. "Crap." He stood up and ran down the hallway. "Oliver, Ollie get up please you're going to be late.. no we can't snuggle get up please."

"I can't believe I sleep that late, I haven't done that in a while, oh my god, so late." He said coming out of the hall way taking his shirt off, and going in the closet. "Oliver, are you up?"

"Yeah, Daddy." Oliver said coming out of his room and sitting on the couch trying to put on his shoes, but having trouble with the laces.

I am so lost, "Did I miss something?" I asked. Sitting down on the couch and decideing to help Oliver with his laces.

"I'm late, oh so, late! I have ten minutes to get him to school and ten minutes to get to work, so late!" He rushed down the hall way. I finish tying his shoes and stand up and walking to the bathroom.

"I can take him to school for you.. So you can get to work on time.." He looked at me in the mirror with his tooth brush in his mouth. He shook his head and spit.

"You don't have to do that, I can take him." He said continuing to brush his teeth. I tap his bum lightly, he jumps at the sudden contact.

"It's fine with me, I don't want you to be late, I'll take him." I retaliate, looking at my messy hair in the mirror, and tried to make it some what presentable. "And you're cute when you rush." I end the conversation and walk out to Oliver. "Looks like I'm taking you to school." He looked at me like I was crazy but I just laughed at him and found my shoes.

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"He goes to the school, about five minutes from here, he'll fight you when you go to leave but just tell him I'll pick him and you should be fine." Michael rambled as I put Oliver in the back of my car. I turn to look at him as he is starting to tell me which door to drop him off at and what his teachers name is.

I kiss him to make him shut up. "I got it Red, the door by the playground, his teacher is Miss. Emily, make sure he has his bag before goes in and tell him you'll pick him up. I got it. Now go before late." I kiss him again and send him on his way with a light tap on the bum. Then with my keys in hand I sit in the front seat and start the engine.

"Ready for school?" I asked Oliver, he didn't answer me. "Yeah, I didn't like it either." I pulled out of the parking lot and watched as Michael turn left as I turn right.

"Where's daddy going?" The little boy in the back asks me. I look at him in my rearview mirror and see him trying to see his dads car go down the road.

"He's going to work."

"But he always takes me to school. Why he isn't he today?" He asked with a confused look on his face.

"Well, he woke up late this morning, so he was late.. And since I was there I offered to take you so he wouldn't be in trouble with his boss." Ollie nodded and looked out the window.

When I got to his school, I got him out and took him up the steps to his teacher, and give him his bag. He didn't fight me like Red said he would, he hugged my legs and I gently hugged him back. I was close to leaving when I was called back by his teacher. "I haven't seen you around before have I?" She asked me.

I shake my head, "No, I was only here to drop my boyfriends kid off so he could get to work on time." Michael is not my boyfriend, small lie.

"Oh, well then are you picking him up after school? Maybe we could go out." She isn't serious right? She's hitting on me in front off her kindergarten class. I even inplied I was gay not to long ago.