Ashton and I walked up to Ashton’s family home, bundled up in layers of coats and scarves to protect us from the Winter’s weather. I had agreed to spend Christmas Eve with Ashton’s family, because my family were away in Bora Bora. We walked up the steps to the front porch and Ashton knocked on the door. Anne Marie opened the door and smiled brightly at us.
“Ash, Y/N, come in please!” She cheered, stepping aside to allow us in.
“Hey, Mum!” Ash, grinned, wrapping his arms around her.
“Hi.” I smiled, walking inside and hugging her as well. The smell of turkey loomed around the hallway, and probably weaved itself into my scarf and hair. I walked into the dining room and saw Lauren, Ash’s sister, sitting at the table on her phone. His brother, Harry, sat at the table next to Lauren, peering over her shoulder and watching what she was doing on her phone, seemingly unbeknownst to her.
I sat down on the side of the table, opposite to them, Ashton sitting down next to me. His mum had hung our coats on the coat rack in the corner of the room. I glanced around the room, taking note of the crisp, white walls and the small bouquets of flowers scattered around the room. I spoke to Anne Marie, whilst she was preparing dinner, offering help multiple times, but she always denied it. Ash chimed in at times, telling us anecdotes from tour, but focused on making conversation with his two younger siblings.
“So, Y/N, why aren’t you with your family. Oh, God, I didn’t mean for that to sound rude, I’m sorry I was just asking.” Harry babbled, flustered.
“Oh, no, that’s fine. They’re in Bora Bora, but I just wanted to stay here with Ashton.” I cooed, looking up at Ashton who was looking down at me intently.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you. So, earlier this year, the boys and I went to Bali and-” I zoned out watching Ashton ramble on about his holiday in Bali, taking in his features. How the corners of his lips turned up every time he spoke about a good memory, and how his smile made the dimples appear on his cheeks. I admired the crinkles by his eyes when he giggled like a schoolgirl.
“Can you excuse me, I need to go to the toilet.” I excused myself, everyone around the table nodding and then getting back to the conversation. I navigated my way down the hallway to the toilet. As I made my way back to the dining room, I heard the mention of my name and stood behind the doorway and pressed my ear to the wall and listened.
“Y/N is the most fantastic person in the world. I’m convinced. She’s sweet, funny, generous and such a dork but in the best way possible. It’s going to sound really corny, and you’re all going to judge me, but I’m so helplessly in love with her.” I smiled at his words, not knowing I was doing it, it was just a reaction. My heart fluttered and butterflies flapped their wings in my stomach. It was then and there that I decided, Ashton was the man that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with.
I don’t know why but my mum fell off my neck in therapy so I took this picture in the break.
Nothing broke, she just decided to make herself apparent to me.
Maybe she knows I need a bit of comfort today 💚