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The Infamous Intro

Ashton wrapped his arms around you from behind as you spoke, “Hey guys! As you can tell, I’m in LA right now!”

“The place she should be living,” Ashton jumped in.

You rolled your eyes, “Do you ever shut up?”

“I haven’t seen you in six months, so no, I will not shut up.”

You tugged his arms from around you, and he quickly pouted. “I’m asking for thirty minutes. Then, you can tell me anything you want.”

Ashton huffed, “Okay.” He gave you a quick kiss on the cheek before he walked out of frame.

The Interview Question

“We have a bowl of questions here. Nothing too personal. It’s just some get to know you type of questions” the interviewer placed the bowl on the table, “All you have to do is read the question out loud and then answer it. Who wants to go first?”

Ashton leaned forward as he reached his hand into the bowl. “May as well,” he muttered.

He unraveled the paper, reading it to himself quickly. “Who is my celebrity crush?”

“Oh, this should be interesting,” Luke laughed.

“Well, it's not because it’s Y/N,” Ashton folded the paper and playfully tossed it back on the table.

“That’s cheating! She’s your best friend,” the boys complained.

“No, it’s not! She is a celebrity, and I love her. There’s nothing wrong with that. A crush doesn’t always mean you want to date them.”

Same Question: Two Years Later

“You guys have been on the scene for a little while now.” The interviewer pointed out, “Awards shows, parties, tours- meeting all kinds of celebrities.”

“Life’s a party,” Calum said.

“It sure seems like it. Now that you’ve mingled and met a lot more celebrities… Who are your celebrity crushes?”

“Easy. Y/N,” Ashton blurted with a clap.

The boys shook their heads in amusement as they leaned back. The interviewer tilted their head in confusion and asked, “Y/N? One of your best friends?”

“Yeah. She’s the sweetest person I know. No one has a more pure or genuine heart than her. She’s always picking me up when I’m down. She deserves some love, and I’m happy to give it to her.”

El Tejano Dance Video

“I don’t know why I decided that it’d be good to bring you along,” you confessed as you looked down at him.

He laughed, laying out on the floor as the song softly played in the background. “It’s because I have great suggestions.”

You tried to pull him up out of your way with no avail. “Great suggestions? When did stop being so sexy become a great suggestion?”

“When I decided that I don’t want guys getting any ideas about you. The belly dancing is...” Ashton began stuttering over his own words.

You raised an eyebrow with a laugh, “Cat got your tongue?”

Ashton fell silent, a red tint forming on his cheeks as he tried to play it off.

“Could you scoot over so I can try to work out the kinks? Don’t want to kick you in the face.”

Ashton slid over, resting his back against the wall while you started the song over. 

*I met a girl at El Tejano, we danced. To Spanish covers of Nirvana, we danced*

You stumbled over your feet, almost falling to the ground. “Shit!” you exclaimed with a huff, “It’s that one fucking move.”

Ashton bursted out in laughter when you threw your hands up in frustration. “I told you it wasn’t working,” he teased.

You rolled your eyes, looking at him from the mirror. “Do you want to figure out this choreography? I’m sure the producers would love to see that.”

Ashton’s eyes widened as he brought a hand up to his chest, “I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I have no idea what I’m doing.”

“I thought you gave great suggestions?” you questioned, reiterating what he said a few minutes prior.

“No,” he shook his head, “I never do. Especially with this.”

You let out a triumphant huff. “Okay, then, be quiet for five minutes, and let me think.”

The silence only lasted for a few seconds before he spoke again, “You know it’s really hot when you try to boss me around.”

You gave him a pointed stare with no amusement apparent on your face. He pretended to zip his lips and throw away the key, mouthing, “Sorry.”

The Blooper

Your gaze averted to Ashton as he pulled up a chair and sat beside you. “What the hell are you doing?” you asked. 

He gave you a childish grin. “I wanted to hangout with my best girl.”

You gestured to the camera. “Well, I’m kind of in the middle of something.”

He shrugged, “I don’t mind.”

“Ashton, can you please leave?” You tried to push him out of frame with no avail. 

“No,” he laughed. 

“What will it take for you to give me five minutes?”

He nudged you with a small smile. “Let me take you on to that new restaurant tonight. I know you’ve been dying to try it out.”

”Deal. Now, disappear,” you shooed him away. 

He got up, grabbed the chair, and asked, “Are you going to cut that out?”

You laughed, “I don’t think so, Ash. Everyone needs to see how annoying you are.”

~~

You tweet out the video with the caption: It’s only fair that I get one, too, right? I love my boy!

Ashton smiles to himself as soon as he reads it. 

You love him. Platonically, of course, but it still means everything to have you say those words. 

“What are you smiling at?” Calum asks, walking behind Ashton as he throws on a shirt.

“Nothing in particular,” Ashton closes Twitter, but it isn’t fast enough.

Calum sighs, shaking his head, “I still don’t understand why you haven’t made a move on her.”

Ashton gets up to start stretching before they go on stage. “She’s my best friend. I’m not going to fuck that up over some stupid crush.”

“But it’s not a crush,” Michael chimes in, “You are so in love with Y/N that it’s physically hard to watch.”

Ashton rolls his eyes, “I’m not in love with her, okay?”

“You bought her a fucking personalized diamond pendant necklace, but you’re not in love with her,” Luke looks at Ashton in amusement. 

“I’m pretty sure you bought the camera she uses for her videos, too,” Michael points out.

“You don’t even buy us that good of gifts,” Calum laughs. 

Ashton pauses, trying to figure out the right way to explain those presents, but he comes up with nothing. “Maybe I like her. That doesn’t mean she likes me back,” he shrugs.

“Do we have to go through all the things she did for you? I’d be surprised if she wasn’t in love with you.”

Ashton huffs, letting the conversation die as they all do their own pre-show rituals. 

As it gets closer to time, the boys make their way out of the room, leaving Ashton in there last. 

“We go on in 15!” Ashton hears Luke yell as the door to the room opens. 

“I only need 5!” 

The door closes and Ashton’s eyes widen as he turns around. “Y/N?” 

“Are you expecting anyone else?” you laugh, walking over to him. 

He pulls you into a tight hug, breathing in your scent. “It’s been too long,” he mutters, “I missed you so much.”

“I missed you, too, Ash. You get all famous and don’t come to see me anymore,” you joke.

Ashton scoffs, pulling back from you, “Planes go both ways, you know.”

“It was your turn, jackass.”

He can’t wipe the grin off of his face as he looks at you. You look more beautiful than ever. He swears that every time he sees you, in pictures or real life- you get more beautiful.

“Ash? Are you with me?” you wave a hand in front of his face with a look of concern.

“Yeah!” he clears his throat, “yeah, I just- you just- you look amazing.” He gestures to your outfit that fits you in all of the right places. 

“Ten minutes!” Michael pokes his head in to inform you both, leaving as quickly as he came.

You and Ashton start making your way offstage. “How long are you going to be on tour with us?” he asks, skipping beside you as he gets his last stretches in.

“Just the rest of the tour,” you say nonchalantly.

“Are you serious?”

You nod with a laugh, “Why would I need to lie? I hope you don’t mind sharing your bed, though.”

His heart skips a beat. “Yeah! That’s perfectly fine!”

You both fall silent. So much that both of you want to say, but unsure of how to say it. 

“Ash! Let’s go!” Calum yells, looking back at the two of you. 

“Go kill it out there,” you give him a soft smile, “We’ll catch up more later.”

Ashton grins at you before jogging to meet up with the boys. 

“You should’ve kissed her.” 

“Shut up,” he mutters.

As soon as the concert is over, Ashton rushes over to you immediately. “I should have kissed you,” he blurts, the adrenaline still coursing through his veins, “Before I went on stage, I should have kissed you. The boys told me that I’d regret it, and I really do.”

“You’re rambling,” you grin.

“What? What are you talking about?” he asks.

“You ramble when you’re extremely nervous. Do I make you nervous?” you tease, tugging him down to you.

Now that his lips hover inches aways from yours, his voice is barely above a whisper, “I mean- not normally, no. I just- I don’t want to fuck everything up.”

“Then kiss me.”

Ashton takes no time to close the space in between the both of you, wrapping his around around your waist to pull you closer than physically possible. You melt into the kiss, running your hands through his hair.

You pull apart at the sound of cheers and chants from the boys. Ashton lets out a laugh as you hide your face in his shirt.

“Could you guys kindly fuck off?” Ashton looks at them as he rubs your back.

They hold their hands up in defense, walking away. Each of them muttering about just being excited.

You look up at him with a childish grin as the footsteps get farther away. “I didn’t think our first kiss would have an audience,” you laugh.

“Me either,” He chuckles, stealing a quick kiss before letting you out of his embrace.

You both walked hand in hand to the changing room with smiles stuck on your face. 

“How about we go out to a local diner tonight? Maybe take a stroll in the park? And I’ll ask you to be my girlfriend before the night is over,” Ashton suggested.

It’s a question that you and Ashton were all too familiar with. Most of the time it came from fans and interviewers, making almost practiced responses.

You’d both reply, “We're almost like siblings. Dating is nowhere in our future.”

Even though they always knew the outcome, they still consistently asked, hoping for a different answer.

This time, the million dollar question came from someone you never expected. 

Calum sat in the recliner diagonal form you both as you looked at him with gaping mouths. “What?” Calum raised an eyebrow, looking away from the tv, “I’m just asking a simple question.”

“It’s a question you already know the answer to,” you respond in confusion.

“You guys have gotten a little more affectionate than normal. It just made me wonder why you guys are just pining after each other when you could be a thing. Literally no one is stopping you.”

“We’re just friends. You know that, Cal,” Ashton clears his throat when you slightly shift as you both cuddled on the couch.

Calum hummed in response, letting the tv regain his attention.

~~

Ashton leaned against the door frame as you looked at your outfit in the mirror. 

“How do I look?” you gestured to the sundress, slightly covering your face, “Even though I haven’t done my makeup yet.”

Ashton gives you a soft smile as he crosses his arms, raking his eyes over you. “You look absolutely beautiful,” he states as he walks over to you and moves your hand from in front of your face, “even without the makeup.”

You smile back at him, “Thank you, Ash. I’m still going to wear makeup, though. Nice try.”

He stepped back from you with an amused look as you went to sit at your vanity.

“Why are you dressed up anyways? You never do anything on Saturdays.” Ashton sits himself on the edge of your bed to watch you.

You rolled your eyes. “I told you last week that I have a date with Austin.”

“Austin…” Ashton drags, trying to remember who you were talking about.

“You may know him better as Ace,” you looked at him from the mirror right as his eyes widened.

“The bartender?” you nodded with a laugh as he continued, “How did that happen?”

You shrugged, “He started flirting a month ago. We exchanged numbers. You know how it goes.”

Ashton becomes quiet with a nod as he processes the information.

“What’s on your mind?” you questioned.

“I never saw him as your type.”

“What is that supposed to mean?” you raised an eyebrow.

“I’m just saying that Ace-- Austin, sorry-- seems a little more reserved than your usual guy.”

“Well, he’s nicer than my usual guy, too. Don’t go overprotective dad on me before he even gets here.”

There were so many questions running through his head, but he didn’t want to ruin what might be a good thing for you before he even got to really know Austin. Something in his gut told him to convince you to not go, but he knew it was wrong. Why did he feel like this all of a sudden?

A few moments later, Ashton broke from his thoughts when he heard a knock on the door. 

“I got it. I know,” he muttered with a sigh as he pushed himself off of your bed and walked towards the front door.

He opened the door and gestures for Austin to walk in as he said, “She’s almost done. Have a seat.”

Austin nodded with a tight lipped smile, sitting in one of the dining room chairs as Ashton leaned over a chair on the opposite side.

They both fell silent, not used to being around each other in this setting. Austin was usually pouring Ashton’s drinks without much of a conversation. The furthest any of their conversations had gone is a thank you from Ashton when he gave the group drinks on the house.

“How long have you known Y/N?” Austin asked, trying to start a conversation.

“About six years,” Ashton stated as he crossed his arms, “We met at a party. She tried to do a keg stand but fell, and I caught her.” 

You walked into the room, straightening your dress as you retorted, “Why must you always bring that up? It’s not my brightest moment.”

Ashton shrugged, “Someone has to keep you humble.”

You rolled your eyes and focused your attention on Austin. “You sure know how to dress up for a bartender,” you teased.

Austin laughed as he pulled you in for a hug.

“You look absolutely beautiful per usual. You ready to head out?”

“Yeah!” You grab your purse and follow him out the door.

“Be home by midnight,” Ashton shouts as you close the door.

The next morning, you unlocked the door to your apartment and noticed Ashton making himself a cup of coffee in your kitchen. 

“I see we’re spending the night on the first date,” he raises an eyebrow at you as he turns around and sips his coffee.

You rolled your eyes as you walked into the kitchen and grabbed an apple from the fridge. “Did you spend the night here?” you questioned, leaning against the opposite counter.

He shook his head. “I came over to make sure you were alive since you didn’t respond to my texts last night.”

“Well, I appreciate the concern, Ash.” You walked out of the kitchen, taking a bite of your apple and a seat on the couch and watch some TV.

“Are you going to tell me about the date or am I going to have to make up my own details?” 

~~

Ashton ran off stage to give you a hug. “Ash! You’re sweaty!” you exclaim as you hugged him back.

“Just a lot of adrenaline,” he breathed out, separating from you.

“I can tell,” you laughed, giving the other boys high fives as they passed by you. 

“Are you joining us to celebrate tonight?” he asked as he took a giant swig of water.

“Can I take a rain check tonight?” you asked innocently as you looked up at him.

“What? No! No way,” he argues with a pout, “I am leaving tomorrow night for Australia. This is the last night of fun we can have together for a month.”

You sigh, “I know! Austin’s off in an hour-”

“Austin, again?” 

“You haven’t even given him a chance. Besides, you can’t be upset with me after the amount of rain checks you gave me when you were dating Kay Kay.”

Ashton huffed and crossed his arms as you both walked towards the changing room.

Every fiber in his body wanted to hate Austin, but he’s seen how happy he makes you. He couldn’t take that from you. Especially not after everything you’ve been through.

“Are you guys dating?” he questioned barely above a whisper.

“No,” you shook your head, gently shoving him, “You’d be the first one to know if we were. We just want to see how things go for now.”

“Where’s he taking you?”

“Midnight picnic on the beach,” you stopped outside the room.

“Please be safe and call me if you need anything,” Ashton firmly stated.

“Okay, I will. Now, can you hurry up so you can drop me off, and I can get ready.” You motioned for him to hurry up.

The ride to your house was somewhat quiet. Not too much quieter than normal, but you could tell something was off with Ashton.

He was more tense than usual and barely looked at you. You’d learned the hard way that he would tell you when he was ready, so you didn’t ask any questions.

He pulled into your driveway, parking the car before looking over at you. For a few seconds he didn’t say anything until you cleared your throat.

“As soon as you guys get to the beach, send me your location, please,” he softly requested.

“I will.” You gave him a small smile as you squeezed his hand.

“I just want you to be safe and happy. I know it comes off as overprotective, but I just don’t want you to get hurt again.” he confessed.

“I know, Ash. I am so grateful for everything you’ve done for me. I’ll call you as soon as I get back home. Promise.” You stick your pinky out with a grin.

He softly smiles as he latches onto the promise.

You opened the car door and stepped out.

“I will see you tomorrow?”

Ashton beamed, “Of course.”

~~

“I find it partially offensive that you didn’t call me after you landed,” you immediately spoke once you burst through his door.

He laughed as you plopped down on the couch beside him, stealing most of his blanket.

“I find it partially offensive that you weren’t at the airport when I landed,” he nudged you as he wrapped an arm around your shoulder.

“Well, some of us have real jobs that require field work.”

He rolled his eyes and joked, “You wouldn’t have to work if you were my sugar baby and traveled with me.”

“Spend every waking moment with you instead of my ocean babies? Gross,” you laughed.

You both fell silent as you watched Hercules. You'd missed these moments in the past month.

Your phone buzzed and you glanced down to see a message from Austin. Ashton noticed his name pop up and let out a triumphant huff when he saw the heart replaced with a flower.

“How are you and Austin anyways?”

“We decided we were better off as friends. We couldn’t really see a future with each other. Plus, he’s a pretty good hookup when needed,” you shrugged.

Ashton fake gags, “No thanks. I definitely didn’t need that image in my head.”

“Image of me or him?”

“Both.” You pushed off of him to laugh. Ashton turned to look at you in confusion. “What’s so funny about what I said?”

“You’ve seen me naked plenty of times.”

“And those were very,” he cleared his throat as the memories ran through his head, “very good memories but imagining you having sex with another guy is not the best thing to have in your mind.”

You readjusted with a knowing smirk on your face. “Wish it was you?” you teased.

He focuses back on the tv. “You know better than to start something you can’t finish.”

It took him everything in his power not to kiss you at that moment. A few years back, you both agreed to stop before one of you got hurt, but right now it hurt him more to hold back. It was just the simple fact of knowing that it was just sex for you and potentially everything to him. 

“Last time I checked,” you leaned over to whisper in his ear, “I was the one who didn’t finish.”

Ashton’s eyes widened as his grip on the arm of the couch got tighter. “You’re playing a very dangerous game right now. It’s crossing a line that we paved,” he cleared his throat. 

You climbed onto his lap, straddling him as his hands settled right above your ass. You brought your hands up to his face as he looked at you. You placed a soft kiss on his lips and stated, “Maybe it’s time we reconsider.”

~~

After that one incident, you guys found every possible moment to be on each other. 

Sleepovers became everyday. When the guys came over, you’d both sneak away to reach your own highs. You guys couldn’t stop. 

Neither of you wanted to stop. 

About a month later, Ashton started becoming very distant. 

He would cancel plans and come up with bizarre excuses as to why he couldn’t make it. It felt like he was deliberately avoiding you. 

He barely answered your calls or texts anymore and it was starting to get you worried. 

He avoided you so much that you were surprised that he still wanted you to go to Fire Fight with the band. 

The ride to the airport was eerily silent. Whenever you tried to talk to him, he gave you short replies, leaving no room for conversation. 

He didn’t even sit by you on the plane. He had Calum swap seats. 

You huffed, sulking back into your seat as you put your headphones in. 

Calum nudges you to get your attention and asked, “Is Prince Charming ignoring you?” he halfway teased. 

“He’s been like this for almost a month. He could barely even look at me in the car.”

“He’s probably just in his own head. You know how he gets sometimes.”

“I thought so at first, too, but this time feels different. I’m starting to think he’s mad at me.”

“I don’t think he’s ever had the capability of being mad at you. Why would he be now?”

You fell silent, knowing that Ashton didn’t want the boys to know about what you both were doing in your free time. You looked down at your phone, trying to figure out what you could say.

Calum sighed, “You don’t have to say anything if you don’t want to.”

“Thank you,” you softly replied, he gave you a small nod.

The rest of the flight was relatively silent as you both were in and out of sleep. There were moments when you caught Ashton looking at you, glancing your way anytime that you or Calum laughed at each other. 

Once the plane landed, Calum handed you your bag from the overhead as you gathered your things.

“Hey,” Calum started, “I don’t want to assume what you guys are doing, but if you guys are fucking again, then he’s not mad at you. He’s mad at himself.”

Your eyes widened as you both walked off the plane. “How’d you know?”

“The not so hidden hickeys on him, the lack of crop tops from you, and the overwhelming amount of sexual tension between you both when Luke, Michael, and I were in the room with you.We all know. We weren’t born yesterday,” he laughed.

You blushed, looking down at your shoes for a split second. “Okay… if you’re right, why would he be mad at himself and not me?”

“Because he’s falling in love with you.”

~~

After the Fire Fight concert, the boys decided to do their own adventures for the day. It was the first time since you’d landed that you’d been in close proximity to Ashton.

He’d always make sure there was a person in between you both. Now, his arm was around your shoulders as you entered one of his favorite coffee shops. 

“Okay, Mr. Iced Coffee, the only thing you should be drinking right now is water.” 

You laced your fingers into his as he let out a laugh and walked toward the register. “I already drank a lot of water. Besides, I can’t let you enjoy an iced coffee on your own.”

After you both got your drinks, you took a seat in the back where there were less people and sat in a comfortable silence.

He looks up at you with wide eyes and a soft smile.

“What?” you giggled, taking another sip of the coffee.

“Your eyes are just really pretty,” he noted.

“Ash, you’ve seen my eyes countless times.”

“I know, but they just look different today.”

You rolled your eyes as you both fell back into silence, unsure of what to say to each other. “Can I pull honesty hour?” you blurted after a minute of silence.

Honesty hour was something that you and Ash established a few years ago. It was more or less for when one of you felt as if the other was holding back and the other needed answers. It peeled back the cloak and left no room for judgement. An open stage where all questions had to be answered honestly.

It was always agreed upon, you could never force the other to say anything they didn’t want. As soon as you felt as if all your answers were answered, the honesty hour was over. The only other rule was that the requester couldn’t ask the first set of questions.

“Yeah,” Ashton cleared his throat, “Why Austin? I mean, what made you choose Austin out of all your possibilities?”

You looked down at your drink with a sigh. “He was the best bet of making you jealous, but it didn’t work so we decided to give up on our plan.”

Ashton gave you a look of confusion. “You guys were never a thing?”

You shook your head. “We were just friends the entire time. Strictly friends. No hookups.”

Ashton let out a sigh of relief. “That’s all I needed to know.” He had a hint of a smile on his face as he finished up his coffee.

“Why were you avoiding me?”

“You’re intoxicating, Y/N,” he confessed, “Everytime I’m around you, I can’t stop myself from wanting to pull you close and kissing you, letting the world know that you’re my girl. I am falling for you. Hard.”

You smiled, “Why haven’t you made a move?”

“I don’t want to fuck this up. I don’t want to lose you. If shit goes sideways, I know I can’t handle losing you forever.”

“Well, let’s make sure we don’t let things go sideways,” you suggested.

~~

After their performance, you sat on the edge of the stage, talking to some of the fans as you waited for Ashton.

“I thought you had field work to do,” Ashton joked as he hopped off the stage and gave you a kiss on the cheek before settling himself in between your legs and facing the fans.

You placed your head on his shoulder and wrapped your arms around him as you responded, “Kind of thought you would want me here instead. I can do field work later.”

You breathed in his scent, zoning out as he began to talk to the fans. You let your eyes flutter closed for a few seconds as you enjoyed the moment.

“Is this real? Are you guys dating?” One of the girls asked in excitement. 

You felt Ashton nod as he ran his hand down your leg for a split second. He held a childish grin on his face. “That’s my girl.”

You opened your eyes as you made a disgruntled noise, getting Ashton to glance at you with a hint of a smirk on his face.

“Not your property, Ash.”

Just to get a taste of heaven

I'm on my knees

Luke’s head shot up when you opened up the door with just a piece of lingerie on. He stepped in, covering you from outside view as he quickly closed the door.

“You want the whole neighborhood to know what we’re doing?” he frantically whispered.

You rolled your eyes as our hands settled on his shoulders. “Relax. No one cares enough to pay attention to the neighbors.”

His arms instinctively wrapped around your waist. “Are you sure?”

Your eyes flicker to his lips, guiding one of his hands onto the curve of your ass. “Do you want to talk all night?”

You gave him a needy kiss, making him grip your ass a little tighter. You pulled back, earning a disgruntled noise from him. 

“Or do you want to take this set off of me?”

I can't help it, I'm addicted

But I can't stand the pain inflicted

In the morning, you're not holding

Onto me

Luke yawned, opening his eyes as he sat up in your bed. 

He looked beside him, realizing that you’d left without much of a goodbye. He let out a huff, dropping back onto the bed as he replayed last night in his head. 

He noticed a note on the nightstand from the corner of his eye. He rolled over, reaching for it to read.

“Jay will be home around 3. I’ll call when he’s out of town. -Y/N”

He crumbled the note, muttering profanities to himself as he looked at the time. 1:30PM.

He threw the covers off of himself as he dragged to the bathroom. This was routine for the both of you at this point. 

You’d leave for work or some event, leaving him a note of what time he needs to be out or there wouldn’t be a note because you’re boyfriend’s out of town.

He’d gather his things, straightening up to make sure there were no signs of him being there and lock up your house with the spare key you made him.

He knew this was wrong. Spending almost every weekend waking up on your boyfriend’s side of the bed and hoping that you’d dump Jay and be with him.

Yet, without fail, you’d keep choosing Jay. No matter how much pain he caused you, you’d still choose Jay.

Tell me, what's the point of doing this every night?

What you're giving me is nothing but a heartless lullaby

Gonna kill my dreams, oh

This is the last time

Baby, make up your mind

Luke laid beside you as you both took shagged breaths. 

“I think I could do that for the rest of my life,” you breathed out with a laugh.

“Then break up with him,” Luke said, turning on his side to face you.

You glanced at him and shook your head. “That’s not going to happen.”

You rolled out of the bed, grabbing Jay’s shirt out of the chair and pulling it over your head. 

“What’s the point of having me around if you’re going to keep seeing him?”

You walk into the bathroom to clean yourself up as you answered, “Because you are everything I need when I’m feeling down. I’ll always need you, Lu.”

His heart skipped a beat even though he knew it was just a facade to keep him wrapped around your finger. It works every time. 

“I can’t keep doing this forever, you know. I want to settle down.” He stared at the ceiling as his thoughts raced through his head. 

“I don’t like sharing,” you walked back out of the bathroom, climbing on top of him and straddling his hips. 

He raised an eyebrow, clasping his hands behind his head as he looked at you. “I don’t either, but here I am, laying on your boyfriend’s side on the bed. Y/N, you don’t need me.”

“Lu, don’t be like that,” you gently brought his hand up to his cheek, leaning down to give him a soft kiss. Luke melted into your touch as you continued, “I love you, and I don’t want to lose you. Ever.”

I can't keep touching you like this

If it's just temporary bliss

Just temporary bliss

“Luke!” he heard someone yell.

Luke jolted awake as he blurted out, “Jay’s here?”

The boys looked at him in concern as they packed up their stuff to leave. “No, we were just letting you know that we’re heading out,” Michael said, pointing to the door.

Luke sat up, rubbing his eyes as he remembered he was at the studio. “Oh, fuck. My bad,” he muttered with a sigh. 

“Are you good, man?” Calum asked.

“Yeah, and who is Jay?” Ashton chimed in.

“Jay is Y/N’s boyfriend,” Luke explained, “They’ve been together for almost two years now.”

“Y/N? Like the Y/N you dated years ago?” 

Luke nodded, looking down at his feet. 

“We didn’t know you were still friends with her.”

“Friends is the clean way to put it,” Luke confessed, causing the boys to look at him in disappointment. Luke fiddled with his fingers, “I know. I shouldn’t be with her when she has a boyfriend.”

“No, shit,” Michael shook his head. 

“How long has this been going on?”

“I think a year- whenever they moved in together.”

“You have to stop seeing her,” Michael urged.

“I want to, but whenever she looks at me,” Luke smiled to himself, “I feel like the luckiest man in the world.”

Calum sighed, setting his stuff down. “But how do you feel when she kicks you out? Or when she doesn’t answer your calls and texts?”

Luke fell silent, looking down at his hands. “Like every breath of mine has been ripped out of my soul.”

“Do you want to feel like that forever while she chooses him over you everyday?”

We were on fire, now we're frozen

There's no desire, nothing spoken

You're just playing, I keep waiting for your heart

“Y/N, can you just listen to me!” Luke pulled you off of his lap and stood up to get away from you. 

You huffed, leaning back onto your elbows, “What?”

“You said we’d be together in a month. You said to give you a month to break up with him, but you haven’t done it!”

You rolled your eyes, “I said give me time. You decided on a month.”

He ran a hand through his hair, turning away from you as he tried to think. “Do you love me?”

“Of course, I love you,” you spoke quickly.

Luke tilted his head, feeling the change in your voice. “No, you don’t,” he shook his head, sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Yes, I do. I always have.”

It wasn’t the soft and tender voice that he’d grown to know. It wasn’t the voice that hypnotized him to stay even when he knew that sneaking around like this would only get someone hurt. 

When did you fall out of love with him? When did he become just a means to an end?

“You said it differently,” he softly spoke, grabbing your shirt off the ground and handing it to you without looking in your direction.

You could see the tears forming in the corners of his eyes from his side profile. 

“What do you mean?” You threw the shirt on, sitting up and scooting over beside him.

“When you tell me you love me, you always say Lu. You always say it slowly, and you always make sure that I’m looking at you. You didn’t do any of that, Y/N,” his voice cracked.

You both fell silent, unsure of what was supposed to happen next.

Tell me, what's the point of doing this every night?

What you're giving me is nothing but a heartless lullaby

Gonna kill my dreams, oh

This is the last time

Baby, make up your mind

You pulled Luke into the bathroom, locking it behind you. “What are you doing?” Luke harshly whispered as you got down on your knees in front of him.

You looked up at him as you unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans. “What do you think?” you responded.

Every smart bone in his body was telling him to leave, but when he looked down at your hooded eyes, he knew he couldn’t resist filling your lips around him one more time. 

He helped you tug down his pants as he muttered, “This is the last time?”

“Yeah,” you hummed as you licked a stripe on the underside of his dick all the way to the top, swirling your tongue around the tip.

He groaned as you slowly stroked him. “Baby, I’m gonna need those lips around me,” he muttered.

You quickly complied, wrapping your lips around him and taking as much as you could. He could’ve lost it right then, seeing you take just about all of him with no problem.

You bobbed your head at a fairly even pace, using your hand simultaneously.

“Fuck,” Luke moaned, grasping your hair.

A faint knock broke Luke out of bliss. “Y/N?” Jay questioned on the other side of the door.

Luke's eyes widened in between you and the door as you continued like your boyfriend wasn’t right there.

“It’s Luke,” he choked out as you swallowed him down with no warning. 

“Have you seen her? We were supposed to head out like five minutes ago?” 

Luke gritted his teeth, looking down at you. “Haven’t seen her, man.” 

“If you see her, send her my way,” Jay requested as he walked away from the door.

You hummed, causing him to let out a noticeable moan “Shit,” he hissed.

Luke twitched in your mouth as the grip on your hair got tighter. His free hand gripped the counter, supporting himself as he bit his lower lip in a poor attempt to hide his sinful groans. 

You pulled off, licking his tip. “Come for me.”

Luke threw his head back as he came straight down your throat. 

You rinsed your mouth out with some water as Luke pulled up his pants. 

“Five minutes?” you requested as Luke walked out of the bathroom.

~

Luke found Jay in the kitchen, checking his phone. “Are you still looking for Y/N?” Luke asked as he walked up.

“Yeah. She hasn’t answered any of my calls, so I’m getting kind of worried,” Jay looked up.

“I can help you find her if you’d like,” Luke offered as he grabbed a beer, “An extra set of eyes always comes in handy.”

“I appreciate it.”

Luke and Jay walked outside casually chatting.

“You know, I used to be worried about you when Y/N and I first got together,” Jay confessed as they made their way to the gazebo.

“Really? Why?” Luke took a swig of his beer.

“I know your history with her. Five years… That’s hard to let go of easily,” Jay’s eyes widened.

Luke nodded in amusement, “It’s definitely something that makes you attached. When she started dating you, it was really tough, but she’s happy with you. I can tell.”

Before Jay could respond, Jay's phone rang with a call from you. “Y/N! Hey, where are you?” Jay asked.

“I’ve been waiting by the door for a few minutes now. I had to use the bathroom upstairs because someone was hogging the downstairs one,” you noted.

He laughed, “I’ll meet you in a second.” He hung up with a smile on his face.

“She’s waiting for me by the door,” Jay informed Luke as they turned around to walk back inside, “Thanks for the help.”

Luke nodded, “No problem.” 

As soon as they walked back inside, Jay made his way over to you as Luke sat on the couch with a perfect view of your interaction with Jay.

“Hey,” you softly spoke with a smile, “You ready to go?”

Jay wrapped his arm around your waist, giving you a soft kiss. 

Luke clenched his jaw, taking another swig of his beer.

I'm your one and only, only when you're lonely

Baby, why're you calling me?

Not another one night, trying to be your whole life

I don't want to fall asleep

Luke’s phone rang around 4AM. He groaned, rolling over to grab and answer it.

“Hello?” he groggily answered. 

“Lu, I miss you,” your voice was soft and quieter than normal.

“Don’t, Y/N. Just stop,” he rubbed his eyes, looking up at his ceiling.

You sniffled, “I haven’t seen you in a month. You barely even pick up when I call you.”

“I told you I was done.”

“You’ve said that before,” you raised your voice, “You always come back to me. Lu, baby, come back to me.”

“Is Jay there?” Luke asked. 

You became silent.

After a few seconds Luke scoffed, “He’s out of town again.”

“I-”

“Look, I don’t want to be your fuck buddy. If you ever need a hookup, don’t call me. Call someone else or buy yourself a fucking vibrator.” Luke hung up and put his phone on silent.

I can't keep sleeping in your bed

If you keep messing with my head

I can't keep feeling love like this

“I don’t see why not,” you reassured her.

She grinned, wrapping herself around you in a hug before rushing back with a thank you.

You notice Luke gives her a high five before they swim out. You shook your head, focusing back on Micah as he quietly played in the sand.

Micah looked up at you with a pout.

“What’s wrong, bub?” you asked.

He points to Luke and Aria. “Surf.”

You rub your hand down his back as you calmly said,”You’re not big enough to do that yet.”

Micah almost instantly started crying as he tried reaching out to Luke. “How about we ask?” You sighed, picking up Micah and walking over to where Luke and Aria were.

As soon as you were in earshot, Luke’s head turned fast to the sound of Micah’s cries. 

“Why’s my little man crying?” he asked, taking him out of your arms. Micah points to the ocean as Luke wipes away his tears. “You want to go surf?” Luke spoke softly.

Micah nodded as his eyes poured into Luke’s. Luke knew that Micah wasn’t big enough, but he couldn’t say no when he saw the sadness in his eyes.

“How about I take you out there after I show Aria a few tricks? Does that sound okay?” 

Micah nods, wiping his own eyes as Luke handed him back to you. You mouthed a thank you before heading back to your chair.

You took out a bag of chopped up strawberries from the cooler, giving them to Micah for his snack. 

Meanwhile, Luke and Aria were swimming out with her board, so that he could teach her more about surfing. Once the water got to around Aria’s hip, she started getting on the board without Luke having to tell her.

“Have you been practicing without me?” Luke raises an eyebrow as he holds it steady for her.

“No, Dad. I just watch you a lot,” she laughed.

“Well, let’s see what else you’ve got. We’re gonna start with just passing the waves.”

Aria pouted, “I already know how to do that.”

Luke smiled with a shake of his head, “You have to get used to the new board, A. It’s bigger than the bodyboard, so you have to readjust.”

Aria huffed as she watched for breaking waves to pass after a few falls, she started getting a hang of the new board and the smile on her face grew wide. “I love this board!” She exclaimed, “I’m gonna be as good as you one day!”

Luke’s heart swelled with pride. “You’ll be better than me if you keep it up.”

“You think so?” her eyes widened with joy as she sat on the board, looking at Luke.

“I know so, kiddo. Are you ready to catch a few waves before heading back?”

“Hell yes,” Aria responds, earning a laugh from Luke as they begin to paddle on their respective boards.

He could tell she’d been waiting to say it. She’d learned it a few years back from him, but she was only allowed to say it when they were surfing together. 

Their golden rule: Never say it around Mom.

After a while, Aria and Luke joined you and Micah, laying on their towels. You threw them both some water and got a muttered thanks as they relaxed. “I saw you out there, Aria. You’re killing it.”

“Thank you,” she sighed from exhaustion, “How come you never surf with us, Momma?”

“Someone has to be on standby to save your dad,” you joked, making her laugh.

Luke glanced over at you with a soft smile as he rolled his eyes, shielding his face from the sun. “I haven’t seen you surf in years. You may have lost your touch,” he teased. 

“We’ll see about that, Hemmings.” 

Micah had found his way on top of Luke’s chest and began tapping on him. Luke pretended to be asleep despite the little boy’s protests to surf with him. 

“You better take him before he starts a fit,” you suggested.

“Yeah, yeah,” Luke muttered, putting Micah in his arms as he got up. “You won’t let me rest for one second?” Luke asked, getting a shake of the head in response.

You noticed Aria tossing and turning as she tried to get comfortable. 

“Aria, come on,” you softly smiled at her, patting your lap.

“I’m too big for that, Momma.”

You shook your head, “You’re never too big to cuddle with me.”

She hops up and gets in your lap, getting comfortable as you rubbed her back. “Can we surf together?” she asked.

“Yeah, we can tomorrow, but right now, you need to rest. We’ll head back to the house once your dad and Micah get back.”

She hummed, closing her eyes as she fell asleep.

Luke paddled out on his board with Micah underneath him, watching the wave pattern. Micah was smiling and laughing the entire time Luke swam out. 

Luke glances down at Micah as a small wave approaches. “You ready, buddy?” he asks, getting a cheer in response as the wave passed underneath them.

“Surf!” Micah exclaimed.

Luke grinned, “One more time?”

~~

Later that night, you put Aria to bed as Luke tackled Micah for the night. He sat on the couch beside you with a deep sigh, pulling you close as you asked, “What did you bribe him with this time?”

“Ice cream for breakfast.”

“You are the worst.”

Luke smiled, giving you a soft kiss. “The night is still young. We could get some alone time at the beach before the sun’s gone,” he suggested.

“Unless you have a babysitter en route, then that’s a no.”

Almost perfectly timed, there was a knock on the door. Luke swiftly got up and opened the door to reveal Michael and Crystal. “Your relief has arrived,” he stated as they walked in.

“Michael and Crystal offered to watch the kids, so we can enjoy a little piece of our vacation without them,” Luke explained.

Before you could protest, they both started pushing you out the door with Luke. 

Once you’d gotten back to the beach, you immediately got in the water. 

“You remember how to get on?” Luke teased with a smirk as he patted his board.

You narrowed your eyes as you climbed on. “Of course, I do. You ass- woah!” You tipped over, splashing into the water as Luke let out a laugh. You huffed as you climbed on perfectly the second time, “Not funny.”

Luke hummed in response, pushing the board out a little further before joining you. 

You had your legs stretched out with your back leaning against Luke as his arms were wrapped around your waist. 

“You remember the first time I brought you out here like this?” Luke softly asked.

You hummed softly as a smile formed on your face. “Of course I do. It was our first night in Australia, and I was scared about meeting your family the next day.”

“So we sat out here, like this, and I told you that they were going to love you because I did,” he muttered against your skin as he placed a soft kiss on your shoulder blade.

“It was our first time saying that to each other,” you fondly look back at the memory.

You both sat there in silence as the waves calmly passed underneath you. Luke started singing, “Blue sky. Gentle breeze. What a day.”

 Your eyebrows furrow as you try to figure out what he was singing.

“Surf Surf Crazy,” he sang, causing you to burst into laughter.

“Teen Beach Movie?” you questioned.

“It’s a good song!” He defended himself.

~~

You were both cuddled up in a blanket beside the fire as you talked. 

You noticed that he was staring at you, so you asked, “What’s on your mind?”

“I love you a lot, Y/N. You’ve brought me so much joy. Fuck, you’ve dealt with so much just because you love me. Carrying Aria and Micah-”

“And now a third,” you softly stated as a hand went over your belly.

His eyes widened, “Are you serious?”

You nodded, “My period’s two weeks late, and I took a test before the trip.”

He kisses you passionately, pulling you into his lap in the process. 

“I love you,” you whispered, wrapping your arms around him.

~

The hardest part is keeping it a secret from Ashton. He knew how to read you like a book and could tell whenever you were keeping a secret from him. 

“Your last final of the semester is tomorrow, right?” Ashton questioned as he propped his phone in the hotel room and sat in the desk chair.

You nodded, looking up from your notes and closing them. “I would still be studying if it wasn’t for my boyfriend calling me,” you joked.

He smiled as he rolled his eyes. “I know you, so I know that you’ve been studying your ass off for a couple days. I’m just here to make sure you take a break. Don’t overwork yourself.”

You softly hummed as you got up from your desk and got into your bed. “I just really want to ace it. I can’t afford to bomb this exam.”

“And you will. Don’t worry,” he reassured you.

You both fell into silence as you stared at each other through the phone. You were only admiring the features that you missed in person. You closed your eyes for a brief second as you took a deep breath.

“I miss you being here,” you muttered.

“I miss you, too. Are you going to join us on tour?”

You shook your head. “I’m going home for a few weeks, then I have to start that internship.”

“Why go home for a few weeks when you can come see me?” he gave you a cheeky grin as you laughed.

“Because I haven’t seen my family in a while,” you dragged.

“You haven’t seen me in months,” he pouts, “I can pay for you to come out here, you know.”

“As much as I miss you, Ash, I am not letting you pay for me to come see you again. Besides, the tour will be over in a bit, then you can annoy me for a little while.”

Ashton grinned, “I don’t annoy you. You love me.”

You hummed, “That’s very true, but you are very distracting.”

“Can you blame me? My amazing, beautiful, and brilliant girlfriend lives across the country for college, and I barely get to see her. I’m going to spoil the fuck out of you every chance I get.”

You yawned, snuggling into the sheets as your eyes fluttered closed for a split second.

“I’ll let you sleep and talk to you tomorrow, yeah? You need all the rest you can get before your exam.”

“I’m sorry. I know you really wanted to catch up tonight,” you pouted.

“Y/N, it’s fine,” he softly smiled, “I wouldn’t want you sleeping through your alarm. I love you.”

“I love you more.” You blew him a kiss.

He caught it, placing it on his heart as he asked with a smirk, “I’ll see you next week?”

“I’ll see you in a month,” you corrected.

Ashton pouted, saying that he loves you once more before hanging up.

Two days later, you were getting out of your Uber in front of the hotel as Sierra and Crystal stood outside to wait for you with grins on their faces.

“Y/N! It’s been too long,” Sierra exclaims as they both pull you into a hug.

“It’s really good to see you!” Crystal adds in,

“It’s really good to see you guys, too! I’ve missed the entire crew a lot. Especially my boy,” you sighed as all three of you walked into the hotel.

“They’re already the venue, so we won’t have any run-ins with them,” they reassured you.

You felt your phone buzzing and looked down to see Ashton’s name.

You answered with a smile on your face, “Hey, Ash. What’s up? Aren’t you supposed to be getting ready for a concert?”

He grinned back at you as he pulled on his shirt. “Yeah, but I missed your voice. Do you have a minute?”

“Always,” you sat down in one of the chairs in the lobby as they took your stuff up to not risk Ashton hearing them.

“Can you just tell me about your day so far?” he requested, putting in his headphones so he could hear you as he walked around.

“Well, I flew home today. That’s about as riveting as ever,” you joked.

“How’s the family?”

“They’re really good! They also won’t shut up about you.”

His head poked onto the screen with a wide grin. “Really?”

“Yes! They want to know when they’ll get to see you again and when you’re going to propose.”

“Well…”

“Ash,” you warned.

He playfully rolled his eyes, “I know. Not until you’re done with college. So that gives me a year to plan because I am going to propose.”

Your heart fluttered as his head shot in the direction of the door as a voice came through. 

“Is it time to go?” you asked.

He nodded, “I’ll talk to you later?”

“Of course. Go kill it out there. I love you.”

“I love you more.” He blew you a kiss before he hung up.

You looked up as Sierra and Crystal walked back over to you. “You ready?” they asked.

You nodded and the three of you headed to the venue.

Once you got there, you three joined a few fans in the VIP section off stage left.

As the concert went on, you guys danced around and jammed to the songs, earning a few laughs from Calum whenever he glanced over. 

“How’s everyone doing?” Luke asked the crowd as a fit of cheers erupted from the crowd. 

“I can tell you how the VIP section is doing,” Calum started with a smirk, glancing over at you. 

Luke looks over and his eyes widen when he sees you. “Oh, shit, Ash!” he makes eye contact with Ashton who has a concerned look on his face. Luke continues as he points at you, “You may want to come check this out.”

Ashton wearily gets up from the drums and walks to where he can get a better look at the VIP section. 

As soon as he sees you, his eyes widen and he gets the biggest grin on his face. “You’re joking,” he says, looking at his bandmates.

They all laugh, shaking their heads. He walks over to you, easily jumping over the divider.

“Hey, Ash,” you smiled before he pulled you in for a kiss, wrapping his arms around your waist.

Once he pulled away he whispered, “You’re here. You’re fucking here.”

“Yeah, baby, I am,” you softly pat his chest, “but you have a concert to finish.”

He pouts, giving you one more quick kiss before rushing back onto stage.

“Someone’s a little less grumpy now,” Michael noted with a laugh. 

“She fucking flew to see me. She spent her hard earned money to come see me. How could I not be happy? Fuck, I love her so much.”

“In the words of Beyonce, if you like it then you should have put a ring on it,” Calum jumped in.

Ashton smiled, glancing your way as he responded, “Oh, I plan on it.”

January~2 weeks old

Ashton opens the door for Calum to see him with an excited grin. “Is she still sleeping? Am I too early?” Calum questions as he walks in.

Ashton laughed, shaking his head as they walked to Remy’s room. “No, she’s been up for a little while now. You’re good. Just to be safe, I need you to wash your hands before you touch my kid.”

“No problem.” Calum stepped into the bathroom quickly before walking across the hall into the nursery.

Calum let out a sigh of relief as he walked in to see you in the rocking chair, holding her in your arms. 

“Hey,” You softly smiled.

Calum sheepishly smiled and asked, “How have you been?”

Remedy’s head popped up at the sound of Calum’s voice. 

“About as good as I can be with a newborn,” you joked, noticing her interest in him, “She is eager to meet you. Want to hold her?”

Calum nodded, walking over to get her out of your arms. You showed him how to hold her as he looked at Remedy in awe. 

“Hi,” Calum softly spoke with a grin plastered across his face, “I’m your Uncle Cal.”

Calum looks up at both of you and says, “She’s beautiful. Jade’s description doesn’t do her justice.”

“She got all that from Y/N,” Ashton wrapped an arm around your waist, giving you a soft kiss on the forehead.

Calum’s eyes widened when he realized Remedy had gotten a hold of his chain and was successfully pulling him down. “I’m guessing the killer grip comes from you.”

February~1st Month

“I can’t wait to see her!” Luke exclaimed as him and Michael walked out of the bathroom, drying their hands off.

Ashton was rocking Remedy in his arms, softly talking to her as they walked in.

“Surviving off of pictures for a month is not ideal,” Michael agreed.

Ashton chuckled as he turned to Michael. “Are you ready?” he questions.

Michael nods and puts his arms out, letting Ashton place her in his arms correctly.

Michael’s eyes widened, “She’s so small.”

“She’s pretty quiet, too,” Luke chimed in.

Ashton nodded with a soft smile. “She’s not that fussy- at least not as much as the doctors said she should be.”

A few minutes of silence passed as they admired her with Michael gently rocking in his arms before handing her back to Ashton. Ashton turned to Luke, “Are you ready?”

Luke’s eyes widened. “What if I drop her? I don’t want to drop her,” he rambled. 

“You aren’t going to drop her. If it makes you feel better, you can sit in the chair while you hold her,” Ashton suggests.

Luke agrees, sitting down in the chair as Ashton placed Remedy in Luke’s arms. Almost immediately, a few tears fell down Luke’s face.

“Are you crying?” Michael questioned as Ashton looked at him in concern.

“I’m holding my niece. This just doesn’t feel real,” he confessed.

“I know, but you didn’t have to get all soft on us,” Michael joked.

Luke lightly laughed, “If there wasn’t a baby in the room, I would say a few choice words to you.”

March~2nd Month

At around 3am, Remedy started crying, waking you and Ashton up. Before you could roll over to get up, Ashton had already gotten out of the bed.

“Today’s the day,” he muttered.

He’s tried countless times to put her back to sleep with no avail, but that didn’t stop him from trying.

He yawned as he walked into the nursery, rubbing his eyes before picking Remedy up.

“Hey, princess,” he cooed, sitting down in the rocking chair as he continued, ”Can’t sleep?”

She quieted down a little bit at the sound of his voice. He quietly sang, “Lean on me when you’re not strong.” He rocked at a steady pace as he watched her eyes flutter.

By the time he got to the end of the song, Remedy was fast asleep.

He softly smiled as he placed her back in the crib, giving her a soft kiss on her forehead. “Sleep tight, sweet girl.”

He dragged himself back to bed with a triumphant smile. “We got a win.”

“Congratulations on your achievement,” you teased.

“Apparently our girl is a Bill Withers fan,” he noted, laying on his side to face you.

“Bill Withers?”

“Lean on me,” he jokingly sang.

You laughed, placing a hand on his chest. “I love you.”

He leaned over and gave you a kiss. “I love you more.”

May~4th Month

You yawned as you walked into the living room. Ashton was babbling along with Remedy just to make her laugh and smile.

He laid on the couch with Remedy sitting on his chest. He held her up as she played with her toy maracas.

“Why are you so cute,” he muttered to himself, moving some of her curls out of her face. He gently shook her, “Huh? Why are you so precious?”

She looks up at him and starts babbling again, sticking the maraca in the air. He chuckles slightly, “It’s because you got it from your Mama. That’s why.”

You clear your throat as you walk into Ashton’s field of view. 

He grins at you, “Hey! How’d you sleep?”

“I wish it was longer,” you joked, “but we can’t go without food, so here I am.”

Ashton rolls his eyes. “I can cook, too, you know.”

“I know, but you’re going to be really tired coming back from the studio soon, so I need to get used to cooking again.”

“You don’t have to cook for me, baby; especially, since you’ll be here with Remy and Jade a lot. I want you to take care of yourself.”

“I’m going to cook for you at least once a week,” you stated, “You’ve taken care of me all this time. Let me do that.”

Ashton huffed, bringing Remedy onto his chest as he got up. “Once a week. Only once.” He walked over to you and gave you a quick kiss. 

Remedy noticed the interaction and made a noise, reaching for you. You gathered her into your arms and gave her a kiss. “How could I forget you, Remy?” 

August~7th Month

Remedy sat on the kitchen floor with her toys surrounding her as you cooked dinner.

She laughed to herself as you had soft music playing and checked up on her periodically.

Ashton walked through the door with a grin on his face. “Hello to my two favorite girls!”

He picks up Remedy, giving her a kiss before settling her on his hip and walking over to you.

“Gimme kiss,” he puckered his lips, waiting for you to turn around.

You laughed as you turned around and gave him a quick kiss. “How is writing going for the band?”

His eyes widen as he lets out a deep huff. “It could be better, but we’re making it.”

“I wrote a couple lines if you want to see what you guys can do with those,” you suggested.

“This is a perk of marrying a songwriter.”

You roll your eyes as he focuses his attention on Remedy.

He pokes her nose, causing her to giggle as she reaches for his hand. “How’s my princess? You’ve been taking good care of Mama?”

She laughs, paying more attention to Ashton’s hand than him. “You wanna go play for a bit while Mama finishes up dinner?”

Her eyes light up, looking at him when she hears the word play. “Rum!” she exclaims.

You and Ashton pause, looking at her in shock. “Did she just?” you start.

“I think so,” Ashton grins, “Can you say that again for us, princess?”

She becomes quiet, looking in between you both.  “Rum,” she huffs, hitting Ashton’s chest to mimic a drum set.

“Her first word is drum!” Ashton cheers, “I’m making a drummer out of this one.” He peppers her face in kisses, making her giggle.

October~10th Month

“Ashton! Pick up the fucking phone,” you muttered, Facetiming him for the third time. 

“Is everything okay?” Ashton asked as soon as he answered.Sweat was dripping down his face as he took a towel and wiped his face with it.

“Everything is better than okay! I sent you a video, but I want to see if she’ll do it right now,” you propped the phone up so that he could see Remedy on the floor.

Ashton looks confused, “What? What did she do?”

“Just watch!” You reached down, helping her stand.

She wobbled for a moment, trying to find her footing. “You got this,” you encouraged her.

She looked up at you as she slowly slipped out of your grasp, standing on her own.

Ashton grinned as he watched you squat down behind her and point to the phone. “Can you get that for me?” 

She looked at the phone, pointing at it as she said, “Dada!”

“Yeah! Do you want to go see him?”

She nods and you stand up, walking beside her to your phone. She slowly follows you with a grin on her face.

“Oh my god!” Ashton exclaimed, “She’s walking on her own! My baby girl is walking on her own!”

You smile, picking up your phone and Remedy. You put the camera on her and she immediately grins and waves as all of the boys come into frame. 

“Hey, princess,” Ashton softly spoke as the boys waved back, “Daddy loves you. I’ll be home soon, okay?” She nods, resting her head on your chest.

“Well I’ll let you get back to work,” you smile, “Just thought you’d want to see that.”

“I wish I was there,” he sighs, “We’ll be done in about an hour, and I’ll pick us something up on the way home.”

“Alright. I love you.”

“I love you.”

Jan 6th~ 1 Year Old

Breaking News: Twitter’s Favorite Turned One Today!

One year ago, on January 6th, Remedy Irwin was born. 

She is the daughter of Ashton and Y/N Irwin that quickly stole the hearts of everyone on Twitter after Y/N posted the first photo of her.

Many fans took to Twitter to wish the little girl a happy birthday, but as always, the best post came from Ashton and Y/N.

Ashton posted a photoset of Remedy, consisting of two photos and one video.

1: (photo)Remedy was on his shoulders, reaching her arms down so that Ashton could hold her up. Remedy had a wide smile that matched Ashton.

2: (photo) Ashton had Remedy wrapped in a towel, giving her a kiss on the cheek.

3: (video) Your voice could be heard in the background as Ashton held Remedy in his arms. They were dancing to 5SOS’s version of Killer Queen in the living room with laughter never leaving the room.

“Ash, what are you doing?” you asked.

“I’m just making sure she has good music taste!” he retaliated.

“You should have started with a song that wasn’t a cover.”

Ashton shushes you. “Baby steps.”

He captioned the set with: My little princess is one today! From the sleepless nights to hearing you laugh and learn about the world around you, I couldn’t be more happy to be your dad. I will always be there for you whenever you need me. Remedy Savannah Irwin, I love you.

Y/N simply posted a photo of Remedy and her asleep.

She captioned it: To my baby girl, thank you for bringing so much joy into my life. It’s hard to believe that you’re already one! You have helped me become a better person, and I can’t wait to watch you grow up into a beautiful individual. I love you, Remy.

Their friends tweeted out about the birthday with their own pictures, showing how close knit the group is. 

He sat up against the headboard, admiring you. Being here with you felt like a dream. 

Neither of you could remember the last time you’d taken a vacation without the band, your family, or his family joining. This was long overdue.

Ashton had first suggested it about a year prior because things were getting hectic in your lives. Your families had been berating the two of you about kids and your future. They never shut up about it, so instead of spending summer vacation being asked questions about when you were going to start the baby-making factory, you both decided to have a little time for just the two of you.

You’d already been there for about a week, but Ashton could stay here for the rest of life if it meant seeing you like this every morning. 

“You done staring at my ass yet?” you question, bringing him out of his thoughts.

He smirked, tilted his head a bit as you halfway turned to look at him. “Not yet. This angle is even better. The side profile is…” he does a chef’s kiss.

You roll your eyes, “You are impossible.”

“I am not impossible,” Ashton laughed as he got out of the bed, making his way over to you. He wrapped his arms around you, giving you a kiss on your temple and he said, “I just know how to appreciate a work of art. And you, my love, are one of the greatest art pieces ever made.”

You smiled to yourself as you finished up your coffee. 

Ashton never failed to make you smile, blush, or feel like a goddess. Every day he made sure to comment on how beautiful you looked and make sure to show you extra love on the days that you didn’t believe him.

“What’s going on in that pretty little mind of yours?” he softly asked. 

“Just thinking about how lucky I was to find you. You always treat me like a queen,” you turn to face him.

He softly smiled, “I’m the lucky one, and you deserve to be treated like a queen. I plan on doing that for the rest of my life.” He leaned down to give you a quick kiss to be met with the coffee mug instead of your lips.

“You’re trying to get out of a hike. You’re sweet, but you aren’t slick, Irwin.”

Ashton’s arms dropped to his sides with a huff and a pout. “We hiked yesterday, so I was hoping we could get in a different type of exercise today.”

You hummed as you walked back inside. “Maybe we’ll do both if we go right now and get back before it’s dark.”

~~

As soon as you made it to the top, you sat down, admiring the view of the forest. “Two views down. Two more to go.”

Ashton sat down beside you, handing you a bottle of water. “Still not better than the view I had this morning,” he noted.

“You’re such a softie.”

“Only for you.”

You both became quiet as you enjoyed the view.

“Marry me,” Ashton softly requested a few minutes later.

You smile to yourself, playfully pushing him with your shoulder, “I already did that a year ago, Ash.”

Ashton intertwined his hands with you with a soft laugh. “No, I’m serious. We didn’t have the most conventional wedding because of our jobs. Just signing the papers at the courthouse isn’t the most ideal thing.”

You look at him in shock, “You want to do the big wedding? Like the entire ordeal?”

“Yeah. I want to see you walk down the aisle in a beautiful dress that brings tears to my eyes. I want to give you my vows and tell you how much I love you in front of all of our friends and family. I want to have that first dance with you as everyone stands around and celebrates. I want to do all the cliches that we missed out on.”

You grin, bringing a hand up to his cheek as you leaned in to kiss him. “Yeah,” you hummed.

“Yeah? As in, you'll marry me?” 

You poked your head out of the kitchen door with a grin. “You’re right on time! I just finished breakfast!”

He laughs as you go back into the kitchen to eat with him hot on your heels. He wraps his arms around you, giving you a kiss on the cheek. “I missed you,” he muttered.

“You saw me like a month ago, remember?” you joked, turning around to face him and wrapped your arms around his neck as you continued, “Your place… The beach… Does any of that ring a bell?”

He grinned as his eyes flickered down to your lips. “Vaguely, but that wasn’t enough time,” he pouts.

You rolled your eyes. “Well, after I graduate, we’ll have all the time in the world.”

Ashton gave you a quick kiss before letting you go to eat off of your plate and sit at the island. “First, we have to find a place in San Francisco because of your job.”

You sighed as you shook your head.

“What?” He looked at you in concern.

“I’m not taking the job,” you confessed.

His eyes widened in disbelief. “Y/N, you’ve got to be joking. This is your dream job! You can’t just give that up. Please tell me that you haven’t told the company that yet.”

“They said they’d give me a call at the end of the week with my decision. Besides, I want to be with you in LA, not 6 hours away and taking you from the band. I’ll find something. Don’t worry about it.”

“Y/N… you’ve worked too hard to not take this offer,” Ashton started.

“Can we not do this? Can we drop it? I’ve made up my mind.” You look down at your plate.

Ashton let out a sigh as he leaned back in the chair. “Okay. What is the plan for today?”

“We have lunch with my parents, and my dad steals you away for his usual intimidating speech since I’m going to be moving in with you. Then, we do whatever we want.”

Ashton grins, “I like the sound of that.”

~~

“So I guess I’m the last speech,” Ashton joked as he got up so that everyone could see him. “The first time I met Y/N was in LA during the summer about seven years ago. She’d just graduated high school and did a senior trip with her friends,” he noted with a smile, “I think I spent more of the summer with her than my own band, but I couldn’t deny that she was beautiful, sweet, and wicked smart. I had to make her my girlfriend before she went off again.” 

Everyone lightly laughed, knowing how head over heels Ashton is for you. You couldn’t wipe the grin off your face as he kept talking. “For most of our relationship, we’ve been long distance because of my band touring and her being across the country working her ass off for her degree. I remember the day she got accepted into the Master’s program. She called me with, I swear, the biggest smile I’ve ever seen. I couldn’t help but fall more in love with her because her dream was getting closer and closer to coming true and she hadn’t lost her footing yet.”

Your mother leans over to whisper in your ear, “You’ve got that boy wrapped around your finger.”

You blushed, looking down for a small second before focusing your attention back on Ashton, “I’ve never wanted to get in the way of her dreams, and I’d like to think I’ve done a decent job of that,” he reaches for your hand, getting you to stand up, “As most of you know, Y/N received an amazing job offer in San Francisco. Though everyone wants her to take it, she’s considering turning it down because of me and settling for one in LA, but I can’t let that happen.”

“What are you talking about, Ash?” you look at him in concern.

“My band may be in LA, but my heart lives in San Francisco with me.” He pulls a small box out of his pocket and gets down on one knee. Your hand flings up to cover your mouth as a few tears threaten to fall.

“Y/N, you are getting the job of your dreams. I would go to the ends of the earth to follow you. Will you marry me?”

“Yes!” you exclaimed.

Your family cheered as Ashton slid the ring on your finger, standing up to kiss you. 

He wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into him as you brought him down by his collar and softly kissed him.

“I love you,” you whisper, running a hand through his hair as he pressed his forehead against yours.

“I love you,” he responds, calming at your touch.

As soon as you broke apart, your parents were engulfing you both in hugs. Your father places a hand on Ashton’s shoulder, gaining his full attention. “Welcome to the family, son,” he stated proudly.

You swore that Ashton could have broken down on the spot. Your dad was never his biggest fan, but that was only because he wanted to make sure that you were safe and happy. He knew that the right one for you would stick around despite how harsh he seemed. He was so glad Ashton stayed.

“Did you?” Ashton’s eyes were wide, “Son? Me?”

You hugged his side with a small laugh. “Yes you, baby. Who did you think was always asking about you? You really won him over.” you whisper.

Ashton let out a big sigh of relief as he shook your dad’s hand. “I really appreciate it,” Ashton confessed.

Later that night, you had your head against Ashton’s chest as you admired the ring.

“So this is really happening? We’re getting married,” you smiled.

“Of course it is. I told you last year that I was going to as soon as I got the chance.” 

His arm was around your waist as he gently rubbed circles on your hip with his thumb.

“I know. It’s just,” you shift out of his embrace to face him, crossing your legs underneath you, “I just graduated and now we’re engaged and moving in together.”

“Yeah? I thought we wanted this?” Ashton straightens up, concerned about what you were going to say.

“I do! We do! I just don’t want to take you from the band. If we move to San Francisco, you’ll be almost 6 hours by car away from them. Won’t that put a lot of stress on the band?”

“I already talked to them about it. We all agreed that Friday, Saturday, and Sunday would be practice days. Monday through Thursday would be online chats. Don’t worry about it, okay?” he softly smiles at you.

“You done so much for me, Ash. I can’t ask you to uproot your life. What if I don’t even like the job?”