I Remember Us ~ ashton irwin

~t~

7th July, 2012

I had been bubbly for the past two months because I was trying to keep a secret from Ashton. Since the day I first went over to his apartment I had been wondering what to get him for his birthday but after I left; I just knew. I knew what I was going to get him and it was painful to keep it from him.

I'd lost count of how many times I'd actually almost let it slip out but thankfully I didn't. It had been hell trying to convince him to spend the night at my place. It was all a part of my plan though; I was going to distract him while his friends got everything together. I wanted it to be perfect, it just had to be absolutely perfect.

When I opened my eyes that morning and rolled over, Ashton was still asleep so I took the opportunity to admire him for a bit. We never really spent the night at each other before... well, we did but it wasn't really often and most of the times Ashton woke up before me so whenever I had the opportunity to watch him sleep, I grabbed it with both hands. Ashton always looked perfect when he slept.

And today was no exception.

For some reason, despite the fact that I fell asleep in the early hours of the morning, I woke up just when the sun was peering through my bedroom window. After I got over the temporary heart attack of finding someone else in my bed I just relaxed and tried to memorize all of his features.

Some of his hair was falling into his eyes. I figured when I first met him he was now in the process of growing his hair. It had gotten considerably long since we started going out and it didn't look like he was going to cut it for anytime soon. To Ashton, his hair was his baby. Most guys took pride in their car but Ashton Irwin took pride in his hair.

I wasn't bothered by it though. I liked everything about Ashton, especially his hair. The only thing I hated was the fact that he hardly ever did anything to it... in fact, I don't think does anything except wash it and it still managed to have more volume than mine. It annoyed the living hell out of me that his hair, no matter now unruly it looked, it still managed to look perfect. He also seemed to have an obsession with long hair because when we'd started going out my hair was just at my shoulders. Now, it was just above my boobs because Ashton always said he loved long hair.

There was a light shadow cast on his cheek from his eye lashes and he was hugging himself with his own arms. There was a small pout on his lips and all I wanted to do was kiss him awake. So I did. I leaned over and crashed my lips onto his and in a few seconds, he was kissing me back. I smiled into the kiss when I felt him bury his hands into my hair and turn his head so he could deepen the kiss.

I broke the kiss and smiled at him. "Happy birthday." I said before pecking his lips one more time.

"Thanks." Ashton smiled before connecting our lips again. He wasted no time in slipping his tongue into my mouth and when it touched mine, my heart started racing.

"Is this my gift?" Ashton smirked as he started leaving peppered kissing along my jaw. I bit down on my lip and tried to organize my thoughts before I answered him.

"No."

"What?" He asked pushing himself up and supporting his weight on his hands. "I don't get any birthday sex?"

"Not right this second. I was planning to do that later tonight."

"Can't I get a teaser?" Ashton asked slipping his hands under the sheets. "Just a little teaser. It doesn't even have to be long." He whispered as his hands slowly travelled down my body. The fact that it was morning meant that he was already excited and I hated myself for what I was about to do.

"No, babe." I said pushing him off of me. "We need to get going. It's your birthday and I have an awesome day already planned out!"

"Then what am I gonna do about this?" He asked pointing to his crotch.