I Remember Us ~ ashton irwin

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3rd November, 2011

Ashton giggled as he tripped over my feet on our way back to my apartment. We had just come back from a date and I had finally decided it was the right time for Ashton to get some. Well, the five glasses of watermelon martini made that decision for me. We stumbled into the elevator and his lips attacked mine again.

I remembered the first time he spoke to me a few months ago; I thought he was such a loser but it took a few conversations for him to grow on me. Then he kissed me and I swore I died and went to heaven because Mr. Ashton Irwin was a genius with that tongue of his. That very tongue was currently giving itself a tour of my mouth and coupled with the alcohol in my system, I was not in control of my emotions or my hormones. They both wanted one thing right now and that thing had me pressed against the wall of the elevator and was kissing the life out of me.

I pulled on the front of his shirt to bring him closer to me. It wasn’t because I need the contact. It wasn’t because I needed to feel the warmth of his body against mine. It wasn’t because I was dying to feel his excitement poking me in the stomach. It was because this Fletcher kid was making me weak in the knees and I needed something else other than his hands to keep me pinned against the wall and not in a helpless heap on the floor.

Ashton reluctantly tore his lips from mine when we heard someone clear their throat. We looked over to see a middle aged woman with a scowl on her face but the alcohol level in our blood was way too high for us to give a shit.

“Hi.” Ashton burped making both of us giggle.

“I really like her.” He said beaming at the woman who looked like she was just about done with the two of us.

“I really like him too!” I chirped before I fell into a fit of giggles.

Ashton turned and beamed at me. “Really?!” He exclaimed and I nodded eagerly. “Yass!” Ashton yelled punching the air. He cupped my cheeks and crashed his lips to mine again. The elevator dinged and I guess the woman got off but I wouldn’t know because all that was on my mind was the thing that was poking my stomach from Ashton’s skinny jeans.

“Ashton?” I mumbled against his lips and he pulled back to look at me. The redness in his eyes was finally fading.

“Mhmn?” He grumbled against my neck sending shivers up my spine; I honestly didn’t know how long I could take his teasing. There was something keeping me from allowing him taking me right there in said elevator.

“I think I live on this floor.” I said as the elevator doors opened. I pulled away from him walked into the hall.

“Which one is yours?” Ashton asked coming up behind me and taking my hand in his.

“I can’t remember.” I giggled and Ashton threw his head back and started laughing.

His eyes widened as he realized something. "We can knock on all the doors till we find yours!" He exclaimed as he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the end of the hall.

He tapped on the door then turned to kiss me. He put a finger to my lips, singling that I should be quiet.

“What?” A man answered, rubbing sleep out of his eyes.

“Does she live here?” Ashton asked turning to point at me. I gave the man a small wave and he frowned at me.

“No.” He said slowly as if he was trying to comprehend what exactly was going on. “You live there Adria.” He said pointing to the door behind us.

We both turned around and I burst out laughing. “Oh yeah!” I screamed turning to hit Ashton’s chest. I grabbed his hand and pulled him to my door.