Ashton's POV
"Are we seriously out of cereal?" Michael groaned. "I didn't even get any."
"Who's turn was it to go to the store yesterday?" Calum asked. Luke pointed to me.
I raised my hands. "In my defense, we had that interview. I would've gone if it wasn't for that." I dropped my bowl in the sink. "I'll go today."
"Go now, before I starve!" Michael yelled. "Ugh!"
"He's going to stop and talk to Maegan," Luke said. I rolled my eyes. "He got that magazine yesterday, so he can prove to her that he's in a band. He could probably be gone all day."
"No, I don't plan on even speaking to her if I go," I said. That was a lie. I was planning on showing her the magazine. Luke was right.
"I'll just go with you, and you can buy me something on the way there," Michael said.
"Why do I have to spend my money?" I asked.
"It's fair. You didn't go to the store yesterday. You should have to buy him food," Calum said.
"That's true," Luke agreed.
I rolled my eyes. "Go get dressed Michael. I'm leaving in ten minutes with or without you." Michael left without a word to go put on clothes.
Michael came down the stairs, almost a minute too late. "That was a close one," I told him. He had brushed his teeth, fixed his hair, and he got dressed in clothes I hadn't seen before. He had gone shopping after Ryan showed him a style that he fell in love with.
"Yeah, yeah. I'm hungry!" Michael groaned. I shook my head and walked out to the car. I had stopped at McDonald's for Michael to get what he wanted. Thankfully, it didn't cost me that much money. He was easy to please, kind of.
"You can't take that in the store," I told Michael, talking about his drink. I had parked the car, and we were in the process of getting out at the store.
"I won't spill it," Michael said.
"It's not that, Michael. They don't want you bringing food or drinks in. They want to you to take food and drinks out."
Michael slammed his drink down in the cup holder. "You piss me off." I laughed.
"Don't forget--" I began.
"I already got it," Michael said. I was reminding him to get the magazine, and I was making sure he didn't forget it. Like I said, Luke was right. I had no idea I would be recieving the magazine a week earlier than it would be released in stores, but I was glad I did. My original plan had been to wait until it was in stores and show Maegan then. I like this better. A down side would be her making a comment in front of Michael that he could joke about forever, besides the tattoo that he can mess with my about for eternity. "Take it," Michael said to me before we entered the store. "I don't want to hold the magazine. And like you said, I shouldn't bring things into the store."
"That was for food and drinks, Michael. Just hold it until I get a cart to put it in." We entered the store, and I got the cart. Michael threw the magazine in the area a child would sit. "What's with all the attitude?"
"You make me angry. Now, I see why Luke hates the band. It's because of you," Michael joked. It always makes me laugh.
"Well, since you're here, you can help me shop," I told him. "Go grab the cereal. Get enough." Michael left without saying a word to me. I went to get things that I figured we probably need. It usually takes me about thirty minutes to shop. It may seem like a long time, but compared to the average woman, I shop quick. I ended up stumbling across Michael in the magazine aisle. He was talking to someone. I walked up behing him. "Who's this?" I asked.
