astrid's pov
We got home from the hospital I dragged Dylan upstairs and locked the door. "What the heck Dylan! Why were you so rude to Ashton in the car." I asked her. "Because he was being rude to me." She flatly said to me. "No. Dylan you were being rude to him. He was trying to be nice and you just snapped at him." I said. She rolled her eyes and stomped out my room. "UGHHHHH!" I yelled into a pillow.
Luke walked into our room to see me screaming into a pillow. "You ok?" He asked confused. "ugh." I said quietly, "Not really, Do you know why Dyl is being so mean?" He shrugged, "No I don't I wish I did." I shrugged and lied down on the bed.
Later that day we got called down to dinner by Ashton. He smiled showing us his home made dinner which actually looked quite good. "YUM!" I smiled. "Ew what the hell is that?" She said rudely. "Dylan actually it's Ashton's food that he made and it looks really good, are you okay?" I asked. "Are you okay, this looks gross." She snapped and sat down in silence. Later into dinner Ash spoke up, "Now back to this bitch who had a lot to say about my cooking, Dylan what's good?"
