A Demon's Love

6)

"Cause for the first time in for-"

I changed the channel before Anna could complete the song. I wanted to go over to Ashton's place but he isn't home and I don't know when he would be back. I tried texting but he didn't answer any of my texts.

So my last option was to call the twins but remembering that I don't have their number has resulted to me laying on the couch like the lazy potato that I am, dressed like a hobo with my bird nest of a hair.

"Well I see someone is having fun" my dad said sipping his coffee.

"If you call fun having nothing to do" I say changing the channel again

"I know what would cheer you up" he said letting my curious side get the best of me, I give him a look for him to continue talking

"Come on" he said dragging me upstairs. With a groan I follow him to the attic where the dust and cobwebs have made themselves comfortable.

"You can start by cleaning this room up" he said handing me a broom

"Is this your way of cheering me up" I asked coughing from the amount of dust in here

"You said you had nothing to do, well here is something for you to do" he said matter- of-fact.

"Fine" I groan. Well at least I won't be bored anymore. He left when he was sure I could handle the dust leaving me alone in the dirty attic. Now I know how Cinderella felt like. Too bad I don't have any animal friends to help me. Sweeping the floor, I spotted a mouse run to the corner.

Well would you look at that

Maybe fairy Godmothers do exist, I think out loud with a chuckle

"If they did I would be your prince charming" a familiar voice says. Quickly I turn around to face Ashton. I suddenly feel a rush of happiness build inside me. His golden brown hair was a little swayed to the side in a messy kind of way. His red shirt paired with a dark jacket really brought out his green eyes. I liked the way his ripped jeans tightened around his legs, and made his butt look really firm.

I'm totally not being weird. The guy has a nice butt

" Where were you" I say ignoring the smirk that I have missed. I know I saw him yesterday but the guy has grown on me.

"Out. Doing business " he said like that explained where he was. Even though I was a bit curious I decided to not push it and continued with my sweeping. I heard some ruffling and looked behind me to see Ashton with a broom. He had taken off his jacket putting his muscles in display. His muscles flexed as the broom moved in sync with his body movement. He really put Cinderella to shame

He made sweeping look amazing. I didn't know he was good at cleaning, I mean his house is like a jungle.

"Take a picture it would last longer" he said as felt my checks heat up. The room was suddenly feeling hot. I coughed awkwardly as I focused my mind on something else. I could practically feel him smirk, clearly finding amusement in my state

"Sorry, but I don't plan on giving my phone a virus anytime soon" I heard him chuckle as I begun to open some boxes.

This is going to take forever

And it did!

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"Pass me the pizza" Ashton says no orders like he owns the place. I glared at him. He rolled his eyes took the pizza box from my hands. No wait snatched

"You could have just asked " I said opening the fridge. Argh. Blake took the last fruit punch. I settle for a mango juice. I mean I don't really like it but how bad can it be. Shrugging, I took a glass to pour the cold drink.

"I did" he says punching on his pizza. He is such a pig

"Nicely" I added taking a sip. Hmm not bad. Dad should buy more of this. I make a mental note to remind dad and to stash all the fruit punch in my closet

"Its getting late. You should probably go home " I said checking the time only to realise it's 7:00

"Kicking me out already?" He says with a stupid smug as he makes no attempt on leaving anytime soon.

"You need your beauty sleep" I reply putting my now empty glass in the sink " I don't want you roaming around looking like shrek" I say facing him

" I think green would look good on me" he says making himself comfortable on the couch. What part of its it's getting late didn't he understand. Sure kids my age stay up till they feel like hitting the sack but I need my sleep. I can already hear my bed whimpering.

"Yeah you're right it would. All you need is a big nose and a pot belly" I try pulling him from the couch but he didn't even budge. What is he Hulk?!

"Get out" I state frustrated with his luck of movement. He just stares at me like I told him pigs can fly

"Why? Are you having someone over? Do u have any plans?" He asks. No more mister nice guy. Instead I've got a lawyer who is interrogating me like I've committed a crime.

"As a matter of fact, yes I do have plans" I say arms crossed

"With whom" he questions. Why is getting all possessive. Maybe it was a mistake to befriend him. I'm not his sister

"Peter"

"Who the fuck is Peter" he says his name with so much hatred I already feel sorry for all the Peters out there

"Look all this talk is giving me a headache" I say rubbing my forehead. "Can you please leave I'm getting tired" I say pushing him towards the door while avoiding his glare

"Then rest" he states

"That's exactly what I'm going to do ones you leave"

"But I thought you had plans with Peter"

"Yeah I do. He is probably waiting for me" I say looking upstairs. He catches my gaze and in the next second he is spreading climbing the stairs and bursting open my bedroom door.

"What the heck!"

"Would you quit being so dramatic"