Skittles ≫ a.i ☼

Part 5

It's a dreaded Monday morning on the UF campus and it's already bad. I have 15 minutes until my first class of the day starts. Of course I have to stop at Publix and grab myself a bag of skittles or else I won't survive the day. I'm so tired that I need much more than just one bag to keep me satisfied.

I'm running through the store like a maniac. I skid to a stop just in front of the skittles. Sitting right there for me is three bags that i greedily take. Yum.

Every time I go to buy some I seem to empty the store of them. Secretly I feel as if I sleep walk and buy them all. Maybe it's true and maybe it's not. I have my suspicions.

As I jog over to the cashier I crash into a hard body. My skittles packets goes flying out of my hands. I land with a thumping sound onto the floor, feeling a body fall over me.

I scream out in pain. An elbow is digging into my stomach and it hurts like a bitch. I try moving but it doesn't seem to work. I hear a laugh with a thick accent that seems to be Australian.

"Get off of me!" I wheeze out in protest.

"But don't you enjoy being with me babe?" The voice is familiar but I can't seem to place my finger own who's it is.

"No! Your elbow is boney and it's hitting me! Besides, I don't know who you are." I try to move again. The body on top of me doesn't seem like he'll be moving anytime soon. "Get off!" I yell once again. To anyone walking by this must be a strange sight and I'm sorry for them. But could they at least try and help me out here?

"Alright babe." He chuckles and gets up. I let out a sigh, rolling over to look up at who was the body on top of me.

A pair of striking hazel eyes stare down at me. His large hand is outstretched at me.

He drops is hand once he realizes he knows me. I realized I knew him also.

"Omg it's you!" We yell at the same time.

He puts his hand out for me again. I take his hand. He helps me up and picks up my skittles also.

"What's your name babe?" He asks, pulling me up against his chest. His hand is pressing hard into my lower back. His other hand goes under my chin, pushing it up to look at him.

"Ryan." I whisper for some reason. My eyes are locked to his, no more like trapped against his. His eyes seem to have dark clouds behind the amazing green. "What about you?"

"Irwin, Ashton Irwin."

Author's Note ;

This was a lot longer yay. Okay so I updated quickly and I thought it seemed good. Like I liked this chapter yay. Okay do you guys like it so far?