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A/N: Okay, so this is like the shortest chapter of all time and is also pure fluff. But I guess it's kind of needed cause some shit is going to go down in a bit. Next chapter will have more Mikey/Ashton fun times!

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[Charlie's POV]

'I've just gotten home actually'

He replied a few moments later.

'You should probably rest. I know you've had a stressful day'

I smiled to myself as I set my purse on the kitchen counter and dropped my gym bag to the floor. This is how it's been for a good couple weeks now. Ashton would text me a 'good morning' around 7am everyday and then we would converse back and forth until he or I fell asleep.

To be honest, when Ashton told me he would keep in touch I didn't quite believe him. I was just so used to people using me for my newfound fame or eventually just getting tired of me all together. I should have known better. Ashton was not that type of person.

'Then stop texting me, Ash! Geez you're such a pest :/'

Yet again he was quick to answer.

'Oh I'm sorry! Is my common decency annoying you?'

I heaved a light sigh as I took a seat on the couch just off to the side of the kitchen. It was nice to see how comfortable Ashton has become with me.

'Yes'

'You're very mean to me'

I bounced happily in my seat as I flipped on the tv.

'You should probably just stop talking to me then'

I rolled my eyes as I found that the only thing on tv was a rerun of Catfish.

'Maybe I will!'

I laughed to myself as I shut off the tv and headed back into the kitchen with my phone in hand.

'No you wont' I was trying to be funny.

Leaving my phone on the counter, I scoured the cabinets for anything sweet to snack on. I grimaced as the only thing I found were assorted nuts and kale chips. I hated my nutritionist. So instead I settled on an apple, fishing out the tub of Jif peanut butter that I had hidden behind a few pots and pans.

I ignored the buzz of my phone as I cut off a piece of apple and dipped it into the fatty peanut butter, taking a large bite. As I chewed I made for my phone to finally read the text that Ashton had replied with. My cheeks reddened as my eyes scanned over the words once again.

'Yeah, you're right! I like you too much'

Maybe Ashton had gotten a little too comfortable with me. He has been sending me more and more texts like these recently. Sometimes I just don't know how to respond to them because he sends them at such random moments. I wasn't complaining though. I liked that he was flirting. It meant he might be thinking the same way I was.

He texted me again before I even had the time to contemplate a reply.

'I'll leave you alone now :)'

'Text me before bed, okay?'

I smiled to myself once again as I exited the kitchen, thinking a shower sounded like the best idea in the world.

It really was not hard at all to fall under the charm of Ashton Irwin. I tossed my phone to the bed with his sweet response still open on the screen.

'Always'