.::You Can't Expect Me To Not Be Eager::.

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Continuation of: I Need You Right Now ::mashton:

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"Hey, This is Ashton. I can't come to the phone right now but leave a message! Bye love youuuu!" *beeeeeep*

"Hey Ash, it's me Mikey. I was just calling to tell you that my flight landed and I'll be home in like 15-20 minutes. Can't wait to see you again babe, byee."

I hung up the phone after I made sure to listen to the message first to make sure I didn't sound stupid or something. I don't know it's just something I do, don't judge me.

I did find it kinda weird that Ashton didn't answer his phone though. He always answers it, especially if it's me calling. Like he always answers. There was this one time when I called and be answered but he was on the toilet shitting his brains out like no you don't have to answer the phone, I don't wanna hear you shit.

I thought about calling back but I didn't want to be clingy so I just got my luggage from the spinning thingy inside the airport. Of course I had to fight over MY luggage with some old lady! Like no offense lady but my bags got punk rock outfits and dildos, I highly doubt that's whats in hers too. And when I told the lady that it was mine and hers was somewhere else she didn't even apologize! Like you just yelled at me for 5 straight minutes and you don't even have the decency to admit you're wrong? What's with old people now a days?

After the incident with that crazy old bat, I was finally able to hail a cab to take me back to Ashton and I's shared house. The ride was only like 15 minutes so I tweeted out a few things to the fans and played a few games on my phone.

After I realized that we had pulled in front of my place I handed the driver my money and grabbed my bags from the trunk of the little yellow cab. I got my bags up on the side walk and I turned to face the car so I could thank the driver again but he was already long gone. Shrugging my shoulders I started walking to the door dragging my suitcases behind me.

When I finally reached the door I had to drop all my bags and fish out the keys in my pocket. After finally finding the key I pushed it into the door and turned the knob. Making sure the door was open wide so I would have trouble getting all my luggage through.

After I got all my stuff inside the house, I closed the door with my foot and locked the door once again.
I called out a "Honey I'm home!" To get Ashton's attention but I was met with silence. I just shrugged my shoulders and walked to the kitchen to get a drink. As I was pouring my kool-aid I noticed that we were out of some things. That probably where Ashton went, to get some groceries. But his car was still sitting outside? I highly doubt that Ash would have walked all the way to the store and back with all those bags?

I went from the kitchen to the living room then from there I checked the study room, the game room in the basement, the bathrooms but Ashton wasn't in any of them. It was kinda pissing me off. I've been gone for a week and 4 days and he doesn't even have the decency of being home when I get here. I slammed the bathroom door on my way out and trudged to the master bedroom. I had a long ass flight and quite frankly all I want to do is just sleep for gods sake!

As I opened the bedroom I was met with complete darkness? it's a little after mid day why the fuck is it so dark? I tried flipping on the light switch but nothing happened. The damn thing, now I would have to have Ash try and put in new light bulbs or some shit I don't even know. After muttering out a few choice words I walked over in front of the long curtains covering the window. As I pulled the curtains open I felt someone grab me from behind.

**Third Persons POV**

As Ashton grabbed Michael and shoved his hand over his mouth he heard the younger boy let out muffled screams. He probably thought he was getting kidnaped or something but Ashton left his car parked outside to hint that he was still home, so really Michael should have been expecting to see Ashton.

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