Something Special (part two)

Julie's pov:

I wake up startled to the sounds of back and forth shouting coming from downstairs.

I don't know when I fell asleep exactly, or about how long I've been sleeping for, but I felt tired, weak.

I couldn't help but hold my head slightly, dizzy from crying myself into a restless sleep.

In a way, I kinda felt pathetic.

Just crying my problems away like they would disappear on their own. I wish I was stronger than that.

Or maybe it's because I thought I was stronger than that.

I normally don't get upset so easily, nor have I had a lot of fights in my past.

I'm normally the type of person who helps solve the problem and brings everyone close together again.

Pulling my body up slightly from my bed, I can make out the sound of my dad angrily yelling at someone, although I couldn't hear what he was exactly saying.

Was it Ashton?

Was he here apologize?

For some reason, I start to feel a little nervous.

I just want to know the reason behind today.

Was it something I did?

Normally when people exclude someone out of a conversation it means that they don't want to talk to that person.

Which means that they are upset.

Is he here to tell me that everyone is actually upset with me?

That I did something wrong?

But maybe that's not the case...

But what if it is...

Not it's not...

It could be...

It can't!

It could!

Agh!!!!!

Standing up with my blanket wrapped around my body, I slowly make my way towards my bedroom door, quietly peeking out to hear the conversation better.

"-... AND I EVEN TOLD YOU that if you HURT my daughter I would HURT YOU. If I didn't receive those calls from both my wife and your mother I would have had your head by now!!!"

Calls?

What did my mom and Ashton's mom know?

What did my dad know?

But slowly coming to my senses and connecting the dots, I was pretty sure who the other voice belonged to.

And what's strange is that even though I was angry, I couldn't control the butterflies in my stomach after knowing that he was here.

It just shows that you can't stop loving someone while wanting to strap them to your dads lawnmower and drag them across the front yard.

...

Too specific?

"I know, I know!!! I should have...planned things differently. But you know me! And you know that I love your daughter and would never in a million years even think about hurting her on purpose. So I will ask again nicely... please let me see her."

"And let me put it to you nicely again... I think the F*CK NOT!"

"Fine! I guess we are playing it this way... LET ME THROUGH so I can SEE HER!!!"

"NO!!!"

"WHY?!!"

"Because YOU HURT my ONLY DAUGHTER and made her CRY!"

"I never intended for that to happen!!!"

"Well of course you DIDN'T because I would have separated your balls from your body by now!!!"

I couldn't help but gasp at my dads words, dropping my blanket.

It's rare to see my dad angry, he is probably one of the chillest people you'll ever meet. So hearing him yelling at Ashton like that is shocking.

"Okay, I get it! But you can't just lock me out from seeing her. Especially when I am trying to apologize for my mistakes. What kind a person does that."

"How about a father who hates seeing their child suffer from a boy who clearly has his head stuck in a gutter!"

"That's not true!"

"Oh really??!"

"Really!

There was a slight pause. Knowing Ashton, he was probably trying to calm himself down before lashing out.

I know he gets worked up easily, especially when it comes to people getting in his way...

But he's definitely gotten better, even though there are times that I do worry about... like this one.

"Look, I respect you not wanting me to hurt your daughter, but it was just a misunderstanding. I need to talk to her."

"And I would love you to talk to her and get this figured out... just from a different planet."

"You know that's impossible!!"

"You know I am on my last straw with you Ashton Rider!"

Getting worried about where this argument is heading, I quietly leave my room and towards the top of the staircase, so that I can barely see them.

But from what I was able to see, it wasn't good.

There was Ashton, standing at the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest and a grim look on his face as he glared at my father who stood across from him, definitely not looking too happy either.

Although what surprised me was that he didn't seem intimated by Ashton like most the population of guys at my school would have been.

I love my dad and all...

But being on Ashton's bad side in general is definitely not the greatest idea...

You know, him kinda being a boxer and being able to take down guys twice his size.

Freakin muscles.

"Mr. Wells, I will ask you one last time before I do something that I will regret in the near future, let me through so I can see your daughter."

"I believe I made it very clear that my answer is no."

"You can't just push me away from seeing her!!!"

"Oh really?! SHE'S. MY. DAUGHTER."

"SHE'S. MY. GIRLFRIEND."

"But guess what?? She was perfectly FINE until you came about!!"

I've seen Ashton angry before, but this was nothing like the rest of them. Usually, Ashton would have punched someone in the face by now, but knowing that punching my dad would have had a bad outcome, he stood there, clenching his fist as it turned almost white, the veins in his arm stick out as his eyes almost turn a whole shade darker.

Wanting to just end their argument, I speak up before anything could have happened, instantly drawing their attention.

"Please... stop fighting..." my voice drawls out in a soft whisper, as both guys instantly turn their heads towards me in shock.

Ashton's harsh glare instantly softens as he unclenches his fists to push past my father, and run up towards me.

"Oh my god I'm so sorry my baby." As soon as he reaches me, he wraps me in his arms in an instant, almost like he was blocking me off from the world to see as he holds me protectively to his chest.

"Ashton..." I couldn't help but sniffle, burying myself deeper in his chest as he whispers sorry over and over again in my ear, running a hand up and down my back like I would disappear from his grasp at any second.

I could slightly hear my dads hesitation before walking away towards the kitchen, his footsteps slowly getting farther away until I couldn't hear them at all.

After a few minutes, Ashton soon pulls away, holding my face in his hands as he wipes away my tears before kissing my forward lovingly, then the tip of my nose, and finally my mouth, as I don't hesitate to kiss him back, missing his lips on mine.

"I'm sorry for hurting you and making you cry." He pecks my lips.

"I'm sorry for ignoring you all day and making you feel left out." He pecks my lips again.

"I'm sorry for not realizing how much of an idiot I was until after you had to tell me it. I'm so sorry baby." He kisses me one last time for a couple seconds longer, savoring the taste of my lips on his, as I do the same.

After a few second of kissing and silence, he connects his forehead with mine while running a hand down the side of my face lovingly.

Although I was grateful in the moment he was here, it was hard to control my sniffles from all of the events that had taken place today.

"W-why d-did you ignore me though?" I stutter out, cringing at the sound of my voice after all my crying.

He goes silent for a few seconds before detaching his forehead from mine to meet my eyes, staring at them deeply, "I wanted to surprise you tonight with something. I had all our friends help out so it would go perfect... but I guess I already messed that up, didn't I?"

My heart drops at his words, "W-what?"

He chuckles sadly before continuing, "I feel like we haven't been on an official 'first date' yet. Even though we've been spending lots of time together, I feel like I never got to show you how much you mean to me."

I start to feel tears form in my eyes, coming to a realization, "This is all my fault! I should have never doubted you and-..."

I wasn't able to finish my sentence because his lips soon attack mine again, my words slowly being forgotten as he pulls away, "No it's not. I should have been more aware of what I was putting you through, well, what all of us were putting you through. I don't know if you saw all their texts, I figured you turned your phone off by then, but we all feel so guilty for hurting you. Zander had a screaming match with the security guard for not letting us see you any earlier, Luke and Jake nearly jumped out the schools windows to apologize, Damien almost had a panic attack from thinking you hated him, and Gianna... damn the girl is f*cking insane." He lets out a nervous laugh, most likely recalling the memory of what ever happened today...

Something tells me that I don't want to know what Gianna did.

But his words reached somewhere deep down in my heart.

"What took you so long to finally come?" I ask, as he tucks a strand of hair that fell in front of my face behind my ear.

"Well... as soon as school let us out, we all dashed towards our cars, wanting to apologize straight away, but then, I got a call from... my mother."

"...that doesn't sound good."

"Let's just say... she wasn't so happy with me. I'm guessing she found of from your dad that you were upset. But after... lots of threatening, she told me to finish the surprise first. It took a lot of self convincing, but I realized that she was right. It only motivated me to work harder on the surprise, but I really want to take you there, if you are willing too..."

Without second thought, I quickly nod my head, "Yes, yes I do."

He kisses my forehead, "Thank god, if you said no I would have either thrown myself down these stairs or threw you in my car and taken you there anyways." I giggle at his words, at which he smiles at.

"There's that beautiful smile." Instantly, I start blushing, looking down, but that soon turns into a frown as I take in what I'm wearing.

"I think I'm going to change first." I let out an embarrassed laugh, realizing that I am only in my avocado shirt and short pjs, something that he's not seen yet because I've been wearing his t-shirts to bed recently since I mastered the skill of jumping from my bedroom to his through our windows, and stealing his clothes.

He grins, looking at me from head to toe, "I mean, I think you look kinda hot," I smack his chest playfully as he laughs, "but Gianna picked out this whole outfit she wanted you to wear. She will be over in ten minutes, so I'm going to leave you here so Gianna can do whatever girl thing she needs to do. I will see you in one hour princess, don't be late."

He winks at me before giving me one more kiss on the lips.

"And where will you be?" I ask.

"Final touches before the best night of our lives."

"One hour?"

"One hour."

Part three coming soon.