He picked you up when you were drunk

Your POV: 

I sloppily walked out of the chair it the dance floor in the bar as I felt my friends grabbing my hand to dance, all of us a little drunk. Keira usually known as the mom friend of the group called Ashton to pick me up, what a buzzkill. I felt my ass vibrating as I realize it was my phone and answered it

"Y/n? Where are you I can't seem to find you in the club" I heard a familiar voice say 

"Never mind" the guy on the phone said as it hung up 

I felt a huge pair of hands grab my waist as I was not completely sure who it was, his hand held mind and took me to a car. 

"Who are you? Are you a girl princess or a boy princess?" 

"Baby it's me Ashton" he said chuckling as he helped me in the back seat

"OH ITS DADDY!" I sigh in realization

"Yeah yeah that too" he said chuckling as he secured his seat belt

The ride got me dizzy so I fell asleep 

I felt two strong arms lift me upstairs and into our room. I walked into the washroom with the feeling of me almost about to puke many liver out. Ashton held my hair as I threw up. 

"It's all right" he said as he patted my back 

An hour and a half later I had finally showered and was in bed with Ashton who's fingers were running through my hair as I fell asleep.