Poppy’s P.O.V
I heard the door creak open causing me to quickly stand and turn to face him. Ashton leisurely entered into the room. The door clicked behind him to signify it was once again locked. Anger bubbled within me, making me feel incredibly warm all over as I watched him.
“What the f**k Ashton? You get your goons to drag me out of my dads house and lock me in here?!” I barked loudly. “I couldn’t even, uh I don’t know. Be asked nicely?!” I growled at him. Ashton simply shrugged his shoulders and sat on the large black sectional I front of him, resting his arm on the backrest.
“You left. I got you back.” He spoke simply, looking into my eyes with a stoic expression.
“Last night was the last time for us. I’m gone Ashton. I’m flying back to my new home tomorrow.” I crossed my arms,
