When Ashton rambled on about the fair to Betsy and how Mateo was threatening him—a sudden thought popped up in her head.

"You should come with me and my family," she suggested cutting him off.

Just as Ashton was, she was just as shocked by what she had said. She had just invited him to the fair. With her dad. And Luca. Fuck.

"Well you don't have to come!" she quickly added, averting her eyes to avoid his stare.

"You know what. I'd really like that.." Ashton said, and when Betsy finally peered over to him, he was beaming at her and she found herself warming at the sight.

"Good. I mean uh you'll have to meet my dad and well he doesn't even know that you come over here because he literally works all day long but he'll like you definitely. And uh Luca, well you can bare being with him right?"

Ashton didn't realise this but he perked up at the sound of Luca being mentioned.

"Don't worry, I'm trying to get him to like me. I think it's working, maybe.." Ashton said, nodding his head at his own words.

Betsy raised an eyebrow, "You're dedicated huh?"

"Yeah," he grumbled, suddenly feeling sick to his stomach.

His gut felt as if it had been kicked and when he gazed up at Betsy, the pain only increased and it grew immense by each passing second.

"Are you okay?" Betsy asked, her eyes burning with concern.

He brushed off the pain in his stomach where he felt as if his insides were moving and swarming around and leaving him on the verge of puking.

"Is this a date?" he asked, forcing out a smile.

He wanted it to be a date, he truly did but something about it all—didn't seem right.

Betsy's eyes widened and she almost laughed at what Ashton had said, "A friend date."

Ashton grimaced yet his smile stayed intact and it only pulled up wider.

"Great," he grumbled before shoving his face into his papers with a groan.