patient or past?

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you-alright that's our time up

he whined lifting his head from your boobs with his lips in a frown

ashton-just 10 more minutes
he asked running his soft hands up your waist

you sighed
you-ashton i have other patients

ashton-im more important
he muttered taking in the last few seconds he had with you.

you-you'll see me around 5 anyway

he smiled
ashton-fuck yeah i will

you climbed off his lap and he rose towering over you.

his hands dragged your face up to his kissing your lips, just once. very softly and gently

ashton-no later than 5:30 got it?

you-yes i got it mr obsessed

he smiled opening the door to atticus

atticus-sorry i just need a quick word?
he asked with a soft smile and you nodded

you-of course, me and mr bello are done here

ashton left and atticus entered taking a seat exactly where ashton was

he slid you a peice of printed out paper and your eyes grew wider in shock by the words

you-what

atticus-i dont know how to deal with that please help me.

her/n witnessed parents her die
twice divorced
abuse, physically, verbally and mentally
struggle with several bipolar, depression and anxiety

you-um, take it step by step. don't jump straight into the bigger things, make her feel as comfortable as possible and if you need me in the room to help just come grab me yeah?

atticus took a deep breathe standing up

atticus-alright
he smiled

atticus-hey um how would you feel about going for a drink sometime later tonight?

you smiled
you-i'd love too

he smiled leant beside the door with that cheeky little smile

atticus-alright, you know the ** bar?
he asked and you stood up facing him

you-yes i do, my favourite actually

he chuckled with a smile
atticus-mine too, 10 tonight?
he asked glancing down your outift and back up to your eyes

you-your 19, wouldn't they ask for ID?

atticus laughed opening the door
atticus-not if ur dad owns the place no

atticus-see you at 10
he winked walking off leaving you stood in shock

his dad owned the bar i always go to?
what a what guy to bump into.

the hours flew by and now you were walking into ashton's house to see him singing to himself while buttoning up his shirt, his hair wet

you-nice singing
you smiled and he quickly spun around clearing his throat

ashton-singing, i wasnt singing?
he spoke sarcastically scanning his eyes down your outfit

you giggled glancing over to a very pretty and revealing dress lay on the bed

ashton glanced over to it lifting it into his hands

ashton-for you, i got it so you'll match my dark blue silky shirt as you can see and my favourite colour on you is blue
he smiled and so did you