6. Lies.

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Amelia

I put my hand on my chest not knowing what to do or say.

"Lia, calm down. I was just playing around." He grins.

"Micheal, my boyfriend is sleeping up stairs. You are here touching me." I say in frustration.

"So? I have a girlfriend at home." He shrugs getting closer to me.

"Michael stop it. Are you still drunk?" I ask, my back leaning on the counter not going any further.

"I'm joking." He laughs. "You should have seen your face." He grabs the pain killer and swallows it along with the water.

I laugh nervously. I'm not sure if he is actually playing around or not.

"Well, you can go when ever you like, theres the shower up stairs and everything you need." I smile going to walk out of the kitchen.

"Lia." Michael stops me.

"What?" I sigh looking at him.

"I was only playing around." Its like he can read my mind or something.

"Sure." I nod walking out of the room and up the stairs and into my room.

I walk up to my bed and slid in it sighing. Ashton turns his head around facing me and sighs opening his eyes.

"Good morning." He says in a sleepy voice.

"Hi." I smile. "Sleep well?" I lay on stomach and lean on my hand meeting his gaze.

"Better than ever." He kisses my cheek.

"I can make you breakfast?" I suggest.

"I can take you to breakfast." He smiles. "What time is it anyway?" He asks.

"I don't know." I turn around grabbing my phone and cheek the time. "Almost twelve." I sigh letting my head drop onto the pillow.

"Then brunch it is." He smiles pecking my lips. "Is your friend Michael still here?" He asks.

"Y-yeah." I stutter trying to push back what just happened.

"Oh." He nods pushing the covers off him.

I feel the heat hit my cheeks when my eyes trail up and down Ashton's body.

"You like what you see?" He smirks. I blush looking away and get up myself.

"I'm going to get changed." I say to my half naked boyfriend while grabbing some undies and casual clothes.

I walk into the empty bathroom and sigh closing the door. I pull off the towels and go through my hair with one and set them on the side. Pulling on my underwear, I pull out my make up bag and start applying.

I cant stop thinking about what Michael did. Its really bugging me because he may have not known that I have a boyfriend but he has a girlfriend.

I dress in my chosen clothes and hurry back to my room, to find Ashton fully dressed with messy hair and half sleepy face.

"Shall we go?" I smile.

He nods grabbing his jacket and follows me out. When we reach the bottom of the stairs, Ashton sighs looking at himself in the mirror and running his hand through his hair.

I plop down on the step and pull my boots on. Ashton pulls open the door and lets me out first.

"We can go ice skating later on if you like?" Ashton holds my hand pulling me closer.

"Sounds like a plan." I smile.

Once we get in the car and Ashton
turns on the engine, Michael quickly comes out of the house closing the door and quickly walking down the steps.

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