Tobias’ POV “Come on, Ashton!” I yell into my 8-year-old son’s bedroom, “We’re going to be late for the party!” Today we are going to one of his friend’s birthday parties. All I know about his friend is that he doesn’t have a dad, and I’ve never met the boy or his mom. Ashton comes out of his room, putting on his jacket, and we go outside into the 40-degree air. I take my keys out of my pocket and get into my red pick-up truck with Ashton. “Daddy, hurry up!” he says, trying to hide a smile while glaring at me. I laugh and drive to his friend’s house. When we get there, I walk up to the door, and ring the doorbell. A woman, who looks about 27, my age, answers the door. She has blonde hair, and blue-grey eyes that remind me of a girl I …show more content…
She blushes and looks down. “So, I have to ask you something…” she begins and I nod. “Do I know you from somewhere? You look familiar… ” She asks, avoiding my gaze. I nod, “No, I’m sure I’ve never met you before. My name’s Four.” I say, extending a hand. She shakes her head. “I’m Tris. And could you stay for a bit? I don’t think 10 little boys are going to listen to me by myself, and I think you could be a big help.” I nod, following her as she leads me to the kitchen. “I baked Justin’s cake, do you want to see it?” She asks me, looking down as she tries to hide the blush creeping up on her face. I nod, and she opens the box holding the cake. I gasp; it’s blue and has the entire Marvel superhero pack made out of fondant. “It’s amazing.” I say. She blushes and mumbles a quiet thanks. “Boys, do you want to eat?” Tris yells. “Just give us 5 minutes, Mom!” Justin yells back. “Okay!” Tris says, walking back into the kitchen. “Shit.” She says under her breath. “What?” I ask, concerned. “I forgot to order the pizza.” I sigh. God, she scared me. “I think I might have some left at the Fire Station, Uriah’s girlfriend runs the Pizza place in this town. You might know her, her name’s Christina?” I ask, pulling my hoodie on over my head. Her face lights up, “Yeah, I know her, we were roommates in college and have been best friends ever since.” I
"I realize the post mentioning the possibility of you becoming the next bride was facetious, but since I'm here I see no reason why you and I can't get to know each other better. Are you close to your parents?" she asked.
Ashton was visiting for a weekend, it was only him. Calum had to stay back and look for Michael, as he had ran off again. I hugged Ashton and looked at him. Ashton got in my car and smiled. I hugged him tightly. “It’s been too long!” I yell and he laugs. “I like the hair, you changed it up a bit since the last time I saw you.” He greeted me, I smiled and shook my hair. I had dyed it blonde and brown. I decided I need a change. “How’s Tate?” Ashton looked at me while I was driving. “He’s on edge because of the baby, but he’s good. Brooklyn?” I smiled and he chuckled. “She’s 4 months,” It was all he needed to say. “You guys are having another fucking baby! Oh my gosh!” I squealed as my car came to a stop. Ashton blushed and felt my stomach. I felt her kicking. “Do you know yet?” He asked and I
"Thank you, my daughter thinks to too." Jefferson had an abashed smile on his face, his cheeks slightly pink.
I look down and blush then he shuts my door and gets in on his side. We sit there for a minute then Cameron asks what my favorite things at the fair are. I mention how childish this is then tell him my favorite things are the rides and their funnel cakes.
“ I’m sorry, but I would like to know what your name is.” he said sincerely.
"I'm being chased by the cops. Now go," she says, pushing him out of the car.
“We tried. But she seems to know an awful lot about you. Says her name it Tabitha Couture.”
“Well you had this look of depression the whole time we were walking. Just a moment ago you let out a sigh. Is there anything you need to tell us? You know that me, Will, and Anna all care about you.”
“Thankyou.” This causes both of them to drop silent and stare at her- making her blush at the attention.
"Thank you." I nod. She turns toward me. "Are you really going to not tell me your name?"
“I can’t remember,” Jane said, looking at the label. “Kate’s got so much stuff. Open it, and have a look.”
“You’re her,” he says finally, putting the cover over the lens. “I’m sure of it.”
“Hey, have I met you before?” I ask him, inching a bit closer. “Uh… me? I don’t think
“I can’t tell you yet, but it’s good.” His smile fell when he saw my face.
I nodded and started to follow her downstairs. She skipped down two at a time. This girl has so much energy. She ran back up to grab my hand and tell me to hurry up. It feels like I know her so well already, but I just met her. Wait, I don’t even know her name yet.