AMELIA'S POV-
"Don't. No not like this."
"I told you I can't do this." He whined. I huffed and rolled my eyes at him and his childish ways.
"Mine one was better." He cried and pouted.
Actually you are getting to see this childish Ashton because when we went to his room so we discussed many things so let me take you back.
I entered his room and gaped his room was neither like a good boys room but neither bad boys one. It had grey walls and a king sized bed was placed in the middle of the room and there were two doors on the left and right sides of the room I went to closest or probably other one goes to bathroom.
Maybe.
So we sat down on the bed. Fidgeting with the hem of my shirt and discussed what we should do and turned out that what Ashton wants is, like let me remind you of the
