It Started With A Follow.(Ashton Irwin)

@The Wake Up Call

“Oh shut the hell up.” He spat, “I know what really happened, and you can’t fucking deny it any longer.”

“Why are you yelling at me? I didn’t do anything wrong!” I cried.

Ashton laughed, “You are a horrible liar Allison. I know that baby isn't mine. I know you fucked that prick.”

“Are you even listening to yourself. Honestly Ashton, Kyle has been locked up for almost seven months. I’m just now four months. How does that even work?” I yell. Its been like this for about an hour now. Ashton is convinced that Rose isn’t his. The entire time we have been fighting, Rose has been kicking me so hard it hurts. “Seriously, this little girl is yours. I don’t know what made you think otherwise,  but it’s ridiculous.”

“So you’re telling me, that the person who called me last night telling me that the baby isn't mine, was lying.”

I laughed, “Someone called you, and told you that Rose isn’t you child, and you believed them. Are you fucking kidding me right now. You believe some stranger over your own girlfriend. Real mature Ashton.”

“They seemed pretty convinced. I believe them over you. I knew it was weird that you got pregnant. We were always so careful. Thats not my baby.”

“Don’t you dare fucking talk that way. Ever! This is your child. This is our child. There is no way possible that she is anyone else's. I love you and no one else. Why would I cheat on you! Why! Fucking tell me.” I screamed, tears streaming down my face.

He laughed, “You’re a fucking joke.”

“You know what, fuck it. I’m going back to the states and you will never have to fucking see me.” I turned around. “Oh, and here.” I threw his ring at him. “Fuck you.”

“You. Fucking. Bitch.” He said walking over to me, wrapping his hands around my neck. “Wake up. Alli. Wake up.”

“Allison. Babe.” Ashton was lightly shaking me. I opened my eyes and jumped back. “Hey. It’s just me, are you okay?”

Rose started kicking me like crazy and I placed my hand on my stomach. “I, I don’t know.”

“You were screaming.” He gave me a concerned look and placed his hand on my stomach. “Oi. Are you sure you are okay?”

I took a deep breath and shrugged. “I was having a really really bad dream.” I felt a tear drop fall down my face.

“Oh, baby.” He moved up closer to me and pulled me close. “It’s okay. It was a dream, and nothing bad will happen.

“I hope not. It felt so real.” I clung close to him.

He rubbed my back, “What happened?”

I took a deep breath, “We were fighting, and you were telling me that Rose wasn’t yours. You said someone called you and told you that she wasn’t yours. I was telling you she was, and you were yelling at me, and would believe me.” I started crying again. “I told you I was leaving, and you, you started choking me.”

He took a deep breath, and pulled me closer. “Never, ever, ever will that happen. I love you, and I would never do that to you. I know Rose is mine, and I will never believe a random twit who calls.” He kisses the top of my head.

“I love you too.” I wiggled around to where I was laying right beside him, but still curled up in him.

“Mom said that dinner is almost done. Everyone tried to run in here to see what was wrong.”