Ashley sees a boy called Aydan in her dreams, and hopes to become his girlfriend in real life one day, but she is unsure of his existence. Thought her friends are of the opinion that he is a figment of her imagination, and hence Ashley has this fear...
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I ran away from that bastard and sat on a wooden bench after confirming that he wasn't following me. I was thankful but also angry at him for not following me. I sat there like a pathetic girl who was cheated on by her boyfriend.
I wasn't able to stop my tears flowing down my cheeks like a river. I just couldn't get my pathetic ass up from there and go home.
I just didn't understand that how I got feeling for a pure asshole, I mean my stomach did something weird whenever I saw him from just a month ago. I recollected everything about him from our first meet.
My phone screen pinged indicating a message and I noticed that it was past 9. I sighed and walked around trying to find my way back. I didn't know which street I was in and as I was walking back, I suddenly remembered the fine savour of the food I snatched from him. I must say it was the best food I've ever tasted.
I walked around a corner and found myself gaping at beautiful penthouses. I've never been to this street and concluded that I am lost. Huh...
I sighed and unlocked my phone to call Lucas to pick me up from this place cause I knew I wouldn't move an inch looking at these paradises. I tried calling Lucas but being a great brother, he doesn't pick my call. I text him to come pick me up sending my location.
I knew I should have called someone else and it wasn't safe to sit by myself at that hour of the day, but I had always trusted my instincts.
Every penthouse had see through glass at least one side of the house. I was looking at a simple yet so beautiful house and I saw two people making out through the glass. I looked away but still could see them through the corner of my eyes.
I bit my lip to control my laughter as that make out session was hilarious without any sounds on. I laughed out loud after a few minutes of seeing them.
"Enjoying a make out session which is not even yours?" I heard a deep voice booming behind me. I turned around and saw a tall muscular man with his messy short black hair and it contrasted with his dark brown eyes. He looked as cool as ever with a smirk on his face.
"Macho guy!" I cried and hugged him around his hard torso.
"Pighead lass" he said and huged me back. We pulled back and he ran his hand over his stubble as he always did when he was excited.
"When did you come back?" I asked as we both settled down on the form in which I was sitting before a few minutes.
"Last night" he actually went to New Jersey as his parents wanted to start anew after they lost their daughter two years back.
We laughed out watching the couples who were busy making love. I turned to him and realized how much he has changed over in two years.
"You look different, but not bad" I told him noticing his shirt with rolled up sleeves, the shirt which his muscled body paired with dark jogger.
