The Lines Between Us | ✔

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September 11th, 10:45 am,                                              

Bella

''Do you want to go out today?'' Ash questions, breaking the silence. We just woke up a few minutes ago. I fell asleep on top of him, accidentally.

''Pardon?'' I question, unsure if I heard him correctly.

''Do you want to go out? You know, like shopping. . . together?'' He repeats, expanding on his thoughts.

''Like a date?'' I pause. ''Sure,'' I grin, to his surprise. He returns the favor before lifting us off the bed.

''Go get a shower, okay?'' He whispers in my ear, before kissing the top.

''Is it really that bad?'' I laugh, feigning shock.

''Be quiet,'' He smirks, allowing me to stand.

Climbing off of him, I stand and turn towards the door. ''Where are we going to go?'' I question, turning around before leaving. Peter told us to stay away from any public spaces -- where possible -- just in case he was out there. I wouldn't expect him to be, though. He is all over the news.

''We could get some food? . . . Maybe buy you a new dress.'' He suggests, hinting at the fact my last dress was burnt to shreds. I nod, heading out the door.

''Wait up,'' Ash demands, following me out of the door. Hand clutching two black bottles. ''You have only seen the bathroom in the dark, you won't be able to find it without me,'' He says, placing his free arm around me. ''Plus, you need these,'' He adds, lifting the two bottles up. I smile, questioning what is in them. ''Shampoo-'' He signals to one of the bottles. ''- and body wash. . . we don't use that conditioner stuff, sorry.''

I smile proudly, acknowledging that he even knows what conditioner is. As we enter the bathroom, he points towards a short cabinet. ''Towels are in there.'' Then proceeds to show me how to put the shower on. ''I'll be right outside, okay?'' He announces, heading out the door and leaving me alone. I click the lock and step into the heat.

''I smell like you,'' I say, smiling at him. He just returned from showering, whilst I waited with the door locked.

''Is that such a bad thing?'' He grins, looking me in the eyes.

''Oh, definitely,'' I joke. I love how he smells. The thought of being able to have him with me constantly is great. It's comforting.

''You smell beautiful,'' He replies. Another attempt to tell me how fantastic he is. I won't argue- he is literally perfect in every way possible. Okay. . . maybe not in the anger department.

''Ha Ha,'' I express, shoving him on the arm.

''Can you find a hairdryer?'' I plead. He nods, exiting the room.

When he returns, he shakes it wildly, ''Cha-Ching. . .'' He winks. ''. . . Found it in one of the guys' old rooms, girls leave everything here.''

I shake my head, taking it from his hand. ''What? Not my fault we're babe magnets,'' He laughs. I turn my head, trying not to laugh.

''Why do girls take so long to get ready?'' He questions from the bed. It's only been 15 minutes, but he is fully prepared to leave, shoes and everything. I merely give him a sideways glance.

''This-'' I wave my hand up and down my body. ''-Takes time. I am not always perfect,'' I smirk, giving him a taste of his own medicine. ''Will there be anyone downstairs?'' I question, changing the subject. I don't want to go through the embarrassment of having people look at me. The news has only shown Liam, but my name has been said various times.