Your eyes fluttered open, revealing the sun coming in through your window. Your eyes instantly shut tight. A groan escaped your lips as you buried your head into Ashton's bare side. Ashton laughed a raspy morning laugh and he started rubbing you back, causing your tank top to rise. "Well good morning to you too." Ashton said, his voice came out hoarse. You giggled, "Good morning Ash." You replied. When your eyes finally adjusted to the light, you lifted up your head and placed your lips on Ashton's. Ashton chuckled and kissed back, pulling you closer. "(Y/N), oh (Y/N)!" You heard your mom call down the hallway. You and Ashton pulled away and both of your eyes widened. Quickly and quietly, Ashton jumped up from your bed and hid under your bed. You laid back down and rolled towards the window, so your back was facing the door. "(Y/N)." Your mom repeated, this time opening the door. You lazily turned around and "fluttered" your eyes open, "What?" You whispered. "Oh, honey, I'm sorry. Did I wake you?" You shook your head. "No. I'm just not feeling good, so I decided to try to go back to sleep." Your mom awed. "I'm sorry, honey. Your father isn't feeling well either, so he went back to bed. Anyways, I have to get to work." "Okay, I'll go check on dad in a little bit." Your mom smiled and kissed the top of your head before leaving.
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After watching God's Not Dead, with Ashton, in your bedroom, you decided to go check on your dad. "I'll be right back Ash, I'm going to go check on dad." You tell him. You give him a kiss on the cheek, before standing up and leaving. A lot of things came into your mind as you made your way through the house. Lately you haven't really been talking to your dad, because he hates Ashton. You were mad at your dad because you thought he should be happy for you and Ashton, rather than mad. Your dad always said that Ashton was no good because he's in a band. According to dad, since Ashton is a drummer, he's one of those guys that would bang you and leave you pregnant and hurt. Ashton is nothing like that. He's amazing and you thought your dad needed to see that. But you two weren't ready to confront your parents yet about sneaking around. When you got into the living room your father wasn't there. You found that weird, considering you always find find your dad on the couch, when he's not feeling good. Then you moved on to your parent's room. "Dad." You said as you knocked on the door. There was no answer. You thought that maybe he was in the bath, but you couldn't hear any water running. "Dad." You repeated, this time more loud. Your first made rough contact with the door. A bad feeling grew in the pit of your stomach. Your trembling hand reached out for the door handle and you opened the door. "Daddy?" You said as you entered. Glancing next to you, you find your dad, in a chair, dead. "OH MY GOSH, DAD!" You screamed in horror. "(Y/N), baby?" Ashton called out. Suddenly, tears of shock poured down your face and your knees gave out on you. You crawled over and buried your head in your dad's gut. "Ashton!" You replied, but he didn't hear you, because you were crying so hard. "Daddy." You whispered. "(Y/N), what's going----" When you looked up, you saw Ashton standing there, his jaw dropped.
