Sercetly Pregnant By Ashton Irwin

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Hey! I hope you enjoy!

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| Bree's Point Of View |

the next day

"I'm really suprised that you didn't change my room." I laughed, looking at Abby.

"Actually mom wouldn't let me takeover your room. But if I was aloud, your room would totally be made into a fangirl room." Abby sassed from behind me.

"And what is a fangirl room?" I laughed, turning to look at her.

"A room dedicated to all my favorite bands and artists like One Direction, The 1975, or even Justin Timberlake." She replied, rolling her eyes at me.

"Don't you think you have enough posters of those five boys?" My mom sighed.

"You can't ever have enough One Direction, mom. You just don't understand us fangirls." Abby spoke dramatically.

"Oh, I understand you all right. You all need Jesus." Mom laughed as she walked into the kitchen.

"Ain't that the truth." I agreed with her.

"And how would you know?" Abby rolled her eyes at me.

I'm beginning to think that she needs some professional help with all those eye rolls she does.

"I see the stuff you guys say on Twitter. Stuff like 'father my children' and 'Harry looks so daddy af today'. You all need Jesus and you can't deny it." I told her as I walked past her and up to my room.

"I can't help that I'm 1D AF!" Abby yelled from behind me.

I shook my head and ignored her, pulling out my phone and going to Ashton's contact.

Bree: hey, i was wondering if you wanted to meet up and talk?  

Ashton: idk, i might be busy  

Bree: busy doing what

Ashton: just busy, okay? we can talk whenever you stop hiding things from me

Bree: ashton, I'm not hiding anything from you. I just have some things that i can't tell you until I'm ready to

Ashton: well until then i don't have anything i wanna say to you  

Bree: seriously? stop being overdramatic

Ashton: i'm not being fucking overdramatic, bree this relationship shouldn't have secrets and you shouldn't be hiding shit from me. I'm your fucking boyfriend and if there is something wrong with you then i need to help you because i fucking care. Now don't say shit to me until you wanna tell me what you're hiding   

Bree: ashton....

Ashton: bye, bree. I hope you and your family have a good thanksgiving dinner, love you bye

| Ashton's Point Of View |

Maybe I was being way too hard on her? No, I wasn't. I was just putting my foot down.

I don't want a relationship that has secrets and dishonesty.

And if Bree doesn't get her shit together soon, then there might not even be a relationship.

KNOCK KNOCK   

I rolled my eyes and got up from my couch and went over to my front door.

I opened it to see the last person I wanted to see right now.

"What, Bree?" I sighed. "Did I not make myself clear enough over text? Or do I need to say it face to face?"

"You were crystal clear," She spoke sarcastically. "I'm actually here to tell you the truth."

I was a little surprised that she decided to just fess up right away.

"Come in,"

We both walked to my livingroom and sat down.

"So, Ashton I've being hiding this for about a month now.."

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Yeah i know it's short af and a cliffhanger oops lmao

Thanks for all the reads and all that good stuff

I'll update soon.

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