♡ Ashley♡
When I finished watching the most interesting movie I've watched in a long time I helped Brandon clean up. "So where am I going to sleep?" I went to throw the pizza boxes in the trash. "I can sleep on the couch, I just need a blanket and pillow and I'm all sorted." I sat down on the couch and looked up at him. "There's no way I'm letting you sleep on the couch. We can both sleep in my room." He held my hand and pulled me up the stairs to his room.
"I'll sleep on the floor then." I sat at the corner of the bed. "Hell nah, I'll sleep on the floor." He grabbed a pillow and threw it on the floor. "No Brandon I can't let you do that." I stood up from the bed and sat on the floor. "Okay then why don't we both sleep on the bed?" He sat next to me on the floor.
I looked at him bewildered by his question. "What, none of us want the other to sleep on the floor." He chuckled. "Okay fine but keep your hands to yourself." I pointed my finger at him. "That's fine with me." He stood up and started undressing.
"Brandon what are you doing?!" I turned around and looked at the wall. "What, this is how I sleep at night." He chuckled and jumped in bed.
Does he seriously think I'll sleep on the same bed as him?
Why not?
His practically naked!
Then put pillows in between you guys.
Good idea.I stood up grabbed some pillows and put them in the middle of the bed. "Goodnight Brandon." I went into the blankets and looked the other way at a wall. "No goodnight kiss?" He tapped me on the shoulder. "No Brandon there's no goodnight kiss." I rolled my eyes still looking at the wall.
"Okay, how about a hug?" He leaned over the pillows. I turned around and kissed him on the cheek. "Is that fine?" I layed on my stomach and balanced my head on my hands. "Yeah, how about you do the same thing but this time on my lips." He had a huge smirk plastered on his face.
"That won't be happening." I giggled turning to look at the wall again, to hide blush on my cheeks. "Come on Ashley just one little kiss." He chuckled. I looked at him for a while and leaned in, still unsure if I should give him a kiss. Before I could overthink what I was about to do, Brandon's lips were on mine. His lips were soft and I could taste the chocolate, from the milkshake he had earlier.
I grabbed his his hais to deepen the kiss but he pulled away. I graoned in disapproval. "Why'd you do that?" I looked looked ag him confused. "I don't want to go too far."
"Just go to sleep Brandon." I turned around and looked at the wall before the could see the tier rolled down my face. "Are you okay?" He asked rubbing my back. "Yeah I'm fine." Brandon took the pillows between us and threw them on the floor.
He moved closer to me and rapped his arm around me. I turned around and looked at him. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I feel so shitty. It just happens out of the blue sometimes." I cried. He didn't say anything and pulled me even closer to him.
He rubbed my back as I cried into his chest. I eventually stopped crying and just listened to his heart beat. "Are you feeling better?" He asked kissing my forehead. "Yeah thanks." I looked up at him with a smile.
"Is it okay if we stay like this until I fall asleep?" I asked tracing shapes on his bare chest. "Of course love." He played with my hair. I giggled at him calling me love and kissed him on the cheek. "You're the best."
"I know, now go to sleep." And that's all I needed to hear for me to finally fall asleep.
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I woke up with the sun shinning on my face. I opened my eyes and found the space where Brandon slept empty. I stood up from the bed and stretched out my muscles. I looked down at the bed and decided to make it.
When I was done I walked down the stairs a smell of eggs, bacon and something else I couldn't quite put my finger on hit my face. When I got down the stairs I was met with Brandon in only his basketball shorts. He was singing Mother by Charlie Puth and setting plates with bacon, eggs and pancakes on the dinning room table.
"Hey Brandon." I interrupted with a smile. He jumped in surprise not realizing I was there the whole time. "Morning beautiful I was just about to wake you." He walked up to me and kissed me on the cheek. I turned around not wanting him to see how red my cheeks were getting. "Do you have an extra toothbrush?" I walked up the stairs towards the bathroom. "Yeah just check in the cabinet."
I walked into the bathroom and closed it behind me. I looked in the mirror for a while and checked in the cabinet for the toothbrush. I took a toothbrush and put toothpaste on it. As I brushed my teeth I heard a knock on the door but before I could say anything the person opened.
"Oh hey...I didn't know someone was in here. You must be Ashley." He said leaning on the door frame. I nodded my head and spat the toothpaste in my mouth out. "And you must be Johnathan. Umm...will you be standing there while I brush my teeth?" I smiled at him hoping he'd get the message.
He chuckled. "My bad bruh." He closed the door behind him. When I finished brushing I went downstairs and sat down next to Brandon on the dinning room table. I couldn't really eat because Brandon and Johnathan had been staring at me.
"Uh...I don't have any clothes so wiil you drop me off at my aunt's house?" I put down my fork slouching in my chair. "Yeah okay, no problem." He smiled. "If you're not going to finish your pancakes can I have them." Johnathan interjected. I pushed my plate towards him with a nod. "Thanks." He grabbed the plate and took the pancakes.
What if she asks where I slept for the night?
Then you'll tell her you went to a friends house.
Okay, I hope she believes me.**********
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Teen FictionAshley is a 17 year old girl who is trying to find herself, while still trying to make friends. She's going through depression and anxiety but is in denial.