Chapter 41/Kiss me(Part-Two)

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*Ashton's POV*

"Who is she?"

"Ashton who is the lucky girl?"

"Are you in a secret relationship that we don't know of?"

"How long have you been hiding?"

The paps and media bombard me with questions whilst I walk out of the club with her head shoved in my chest and my arms wrapped around her, helping her to walk without falling.

I run my fingers through her blonde hair, and she buries her face deeply in my neck, tiredness overflowing within her.

Pictures snap as light flashes across my face and the paps have amused expressions. I fail to understand how they manage to reach almost everywhere and don't feel tired even at two.

My bodyguards form a barrier between me and the people and tell them to back off as we make our way to the car, I don't really like fans being treated like that but they might harm her.

I scurry her inside the car and sit next to her closing the doors. She immediately wraps her one hand around me and slightly pokes my nose "You have such a small nose" she giggles slightly, "Are you Voldemort?" She asks me and earns a loud laughter from me.

"Oh sorry he doesn't have a nose" she slightly taps her forehead.

"Sir I'm sorry to interrupt but where am I supposed to take you?" My bodyguard asks.

"Hehe you're wearing black glasses how can you see?" She intervenes pointing at the back mirror.

"Ma'am it's for security purpose, and not only us even famous people at times wear it" He answers and she frowns.

"Oh I didn't know.." She pauses and speaks again "I'm not famous" she wipes her imaginary tears off.

I chortle at her sight in disbelief. She drank way too much tonight and her sentences always make her sound so cute when she's already too cute to handle.

"Sorry Sir you didn't answer" My bodyguard speaks again.

"Take us to my humble abode Jack" I tell him and he nods slightly.

I turn my head to see her clapping her tiny hands in excitement "Yeahhhh" she slurs.

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*Steamy scene ahead*

"Ashton I can't sleep" A soft voice travels inside my room and my head whips up.

She stood against the door frame, her dishevelled hair and smokey eyes made her look voluptuous.

Her irresponsible friend whose name I learnt is 'Heidi' left with someone without informing her and I couldn't leave Tess alone there God knows what else she could've done, talking to a shot glass that why was it so small and waiting for it to actually reply was a straight indicator that I can't leave her alone. I tried to look for Joel but some people informed me he also left early with his wife.

"Umm-" I tried to form a coherent reply but she cuts me.

"Why did you get so many tattoos?" She asks and walks towards me with her eyes fixated on my bare chest.

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