You have a bad day
Your pov :
I walked into Ashton's living room after a extremely tiring and boring day of school. (It's hight school, we don't do illegal shit in my books)
I flopped down on the couch beside Ashton.
"Had a bad day?" He asked
"Yeah it sucked" I reply as I feel his hands on my waist holding me protectively.
"What happened?"
"Just loads of homework and some very annoying teachers"
"Wanna eat something?" He asks randomly playing with the long sleeve of my uniform.
"Totally, I'm hungry" I reply
"Wanna make something?" He asks
"We should make pancakes" I reply as we both got off the couch and headed towards the kitchen
"How the fuck do we make pancakes?" I ask as he laughs
*A few moments later*
"This stuff tastes good" I tell him
"He can cook, he can sing, he can play multiple instruments, what can't he do?" I laugh as I say
"Thanks" I say looking into his beautiful hazel eyes
"It's what you do when your girlfriend has a bad day" he says as he leans in to kiss me. His arms snaked around my waist, I loved this shit.