I found myself enjoying Ashton's lips curl up in a smile every two seconds. I gave up on ever asking him why he smiled so much, I was glad he did. And his eyes, those eyes are deeper than any ocean. Even now, as we sit at the bar, half past tipsy, I can still just stare at his eyes. He said my stare was intense, little did he know it was full of admiration and love of the friend kind of course, I surely couldn't be in love with him this soon, I did like him though.
"Daydreamin' about you, only you!" Ashton starts singing as the Ariana Grande song plays through the bar, although it didn't match the scene at all.
I fall into a fit of giggles, Ashton stops singing and smiles at me. "What's so funny?" He asks with a grin on his face, his eyes a bit red from the strain of lighting and beer in his body.
"You, your funny." I giggle and Ashton raises a brow. "Why thank you." I smile at him and his eyes crinkle as he smiles even bigger. "Your smile is so beautiful."
I instantly stop smiling on impulse and Ashton whines. "No, don't stop. It's nice, very inviting from your rock solid exterior." He chuckles lightly and I look at him confused.
"I have a 'rock solid exterior'?" He nods and I urge him to continue. "When I first met you I thought you hated my guts and wanted to beat me to a pulp." He says his face serious, but then he breaks into a smile. "But then I continued to bug you and look at us now!" He says opening his arms and I chuckle as a few people look at him.
"Yeah, I guess." I chuckle and Ashton nods at me. "Hey, guys were going to go. Lewis and his crew left an hour ago, Frankie said he'll call you in the morning." Jessie says looking as if she'll fall asleep any minute.
"Oh okay, I'll see you Monday. Bye Logan." I say hugging Jessie than patting Logan's shoulder. I turn around and see Jessie whispering something into Ashton ear, he smiles and nods and then says bye to Logan.
What did she tell him? They begin walking away as Ashton and I continue to sit at the bar. "What did Jessie tell you?" I ask almost instantly, Ashton shakes his head, his teeth biting down on his lip to suppress his grin. "It's nothing."
I sigh exaggeratedly and Ashton chuckles, throwing an arm around my shoulder. "Let's go, it's late." I nod and ignore the fire blazing on my shoulders.
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"Don't crash my car Kat, I payed top dollar for this beauty." Ashton says putting his seatbelt on and I chuckle as he can't exactly put it in the slot. "Here." I say helping him, once it clicks he sighs and smiles at me. "Your a lifesaver." I chuckle and start the car.
"Wait so how am I getting home if I'm driving you home?" I ask, I didn't think this through. "Well you can either sleepover at my house or I'll sleep at yours and leave in the morning." He shrugs and giggles, I thought he wasn't a lightweight, guess I was wrong.
"You can just sleepover my place, my best friend will be gone most likely." I shrug and look to Ashton, he nods and we continue driving home.
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"I thought you could handle yourself." I chuckle as I unlock my door, a giggly Ashton behind me. "I can't, I always get drunk." He laughs and I shake my head at him. Once I open the door, I walk in but stop as soon as I lift my head.
My living room is trashed. My couch is gone. My tv, broken. My coffee table is the only thing that isn't trashed or stolen.
"Bethany!" I yell, hoping she's home. I hear giggling coming from the hallway and its quickly accompanied with Bethany and.... Kyle?
"Oh hey, Kat! It was like this when I got here..." She shrugs and I don't know what to do, feel, say. I'm stuck.
"Hey Kat." Kyle smiles at me innocently and my throat goes dry. "Kyle." I croak, my throat dry but my eyes filling up with tears. Bethany was a real ass.
"Can you clean it up? It's kind of bothering me.." Bethany says looking at the trashed living room floor and I nod. "Yeah but what about the couch." At this point I've forgotten Ashton was behind me.
"It was ugly anyways.." She shrugs and I bite my lip nodding. "Alright well let me get the broom." I sigh, walking past Kyle and Bethany.
Why was I Bethany's friend again? Why and how were we best friends? It didn't make sense. "I'll help." Ashton says from behind me making my jump in surprise.
"Okay." I whisper, my eyes locked on the floor. "That's Kyle isn't it... The one your in lov-.."
"Don't say it." I close my eyes, shaking my head at Ashton. This was all too much.
I walk into the living room and see both Kyle and Bethany in the dining room, chatting mindlessly.
I huff in annoyance and begin cleaning the living room with Ashton's help. Maybe I should just move out, find a roommate and forget about Bethany. I don't know why I let her treat me the way she does. We stopped being friends a long time ago, now we just deal with each other, well I do.
"I think one of my friends has an extra couch... I can give him a call tomorrow or something." Ashton says as I through away the trash. "No, it's fine." I shake my head and he nods slowly.
"So Kat, is this your boyfriend?" Kyle's voice says from the kitchen doorway and I instantly begin to sweat, my nerves still high around him.
"N-No, this is Ashton, my friend. Ashton, this is.. Kyle." I say trying to calm my breathing, my palms far from sweating... They were drenched.
"Nice to meet you." Kyle smiles sweetly at Ashton, Kyle was always so kind.
"How's it been, haven't seen you in forever." Kyle says punching my shoulder lightly and I nod slowly, my eyes looking anywhere but his eyes. "Yeah... Well, I've been.. Living life I guess?" I say furrowing my eyebrows, I don't even know how to comprehend a good sentence.
"Kyle! Let's go lay down." Bethany yells as she walks into the kitchen, her arm slipping into his front jean pocket. I avert my attention, since when did she like him?
A few seconds later they walk out the kitchen, leaving Ashton and I alone. "Let's uh go to my room." I say sighing loudly and beckoning him to follow.
I close the door of my room and sit on the edge of my bed, Ashton takes the desk chair. "She's your best friend?" Ashton asks after many minutes of silence.
I nod, my eyes straining with tears once again. "Yeah." I breathily answer him, I tilt my head to the ceiling, trying to hold my tears in. "Why? She treats you like shit." He says now sitting next to me on my bed.
"I don't know... we use to be best friends but after my first year of college we just drifted, never bothered to move out so... Yeah." I feel a tear fall from my eye and I quickly go to reach it, wiping it away. I wasn't crying over our friendship, I was crying at the fact that Kyle, the love of my life was having sex with my 'best friend'.
"Don't cry." Ashton says quietly and I shake my head, my hands covering my face. "You don't understand." I mutter. "Yes I do, your best friend is a bitch."
"It's not that." I shake my head, my patience running thin. "Then what is it? Are you upset that she didn't help us clean?"
"No Ashton it's the fact that the possible love of my fucking life doesn't even know I am in love with them! They don't know how they've hurt me! They don't realize how long I've wanted them! They don't! And I could give two fucks about Bethany right now! Ugh! I'm so fucking frustrated! You don't understand what it's like to never have someone to love you Ashton! Goddamn it! It fucking sucks! My whole life I've only had myself! Okay?! So fuck off!" I scream at Ashton as fresh tears litter my cheeks, my face is warm with frustration and I get even angrier at the fact that Ashton is just sitting on my bed watching me have a tantrum because some boy doesn't like me. I was pathetic.
"I need air." I say after a few minutes of silence, I turn around and walk out my room and into the living room. I walk out of my house, slamming the front door in the process.
What the hell is wrong with me? I blew up at Ashton for no reason, just like last time. I'm so damn infuriating. And bipolar.
I need help. I need Ashton..
