baby girl; afi

one. kat

"MY NAME'S ASHTON. but you can call me daddy," the man laughed, his hazel eyes twinkling. ashton took a seat in the molded plastic chair beside her, his tall figure towering over here even as he was sitting.

"i'm... not gonna call you that..." kat mumbled, running her fingers through her dark hair uncomfortably. ashton chuckled again, throwing his head back as his dirty-blonde curls hung low over his forhead. pushing the mess from his eyes, ashton turned to her, his hand resting on her thigh, inching up slowly. as his fingers spread over her exposed flesh, causing goosebumps to form, his eyes searched hers.

speaking lowly, ashton's hot breath tickled kat's neck; "just you wait, baby girl- you'll be screaming it by the end of the month." his full lips pulled into a smirk as he pushed himself up from his chair. his hand lingered on her upper thigh, however, and only removed it when kat cleared her throat, her cheeks flushed. pushing himself up from his seat, ashton fought back a smile. and as he walked out of the little store, it was with a spring in his step and a broad grin on his face.

—-

to: katalina summers

from: unknown number

sent: 5:45 p.m.

hey, baby girl

to: unknown number

from: katalina summers

sent: 5:46 p.m.

who is this??

to: katalina summers

from: unknown number

sent: 5:48 p.m.

its your daddy :-)

to: ashton irwin

from: katalina summers

sent: 5:49 p.m.

stop saying that

to: katalina summers

from: ashton irwin

sent: 5:51 p.m.

why, princess??

to: ashton irwin

from: katalina summers

sent: 5:51 p.m.

just stop. please, ashton.

read: 5:53 p.m.

—-

kat sighed, setting her phone down on her bedside table. pushing a lock of her long hair behind her ear, her mind raced. this was so wrong. so why did it feel so right?