TourWithoutYou

Chapter Two

I wake up to a light brushing over my face, Ashton's fingertips dancing over my features as my head rests on his arm. I slowly open my eyes and take in his beautiful sleepy face directly in front of mine, still resting deeply into his pillow. He smiles at me, flashing his dimples before saying, "I forgot how much I love waking up to you. The best sight in the world is you next to me in the morning."

I smile back and force his chin atop my head as I snuggle into his neck, "I couldn't agree more. I remember how happy I was that first morning I woke with you in Pasadena. It was so hard to leave and get those damn coffees. But I was also trying desperately to not feel that way about you," I snicker, "that didn't last long."

"Not when you had to wear that damn shirt," he says in his raspy morning voice.

"I didn't wear it on purpose to tease you, I just wore it. YOU," I pull away and look at him, "are the one who kept teasing ME! Coming out of the shower in your towel and then in your fucking sexy low cut jeans. Ugh, I was so mad at you."

He laughs as he recalls that morning not so long ago, "Yeah, I wanted you pretty bad and I knew you were being silly trying to pretend we didn't like each other."

"It really was silly. I was yours after that kiss, Ashton," I admit to him as he brushes his thumb over my cheek, "If not before."

"You were doomed from there, huh?" He teases with a gentle smile, searching my eyes. "I think I've always been yours, just too stupid to realize it."

"I don't know," I tell him honestly, "But what I do know is that I AM yours."

"I always was and always will be," he smiles at me before kissing me lovingly, making my body melt into his and wishing we could lie like this forever.

"You need to go shower," I say as I rub his nose with mine, reluctant to leave him but aware of his commitments for the day.

"What are you going to do today?" he asks before kissing me again.

"Uh," I say when he pulls away brushing his lips across my cheek and muddling my brain as his warm hand travels over my body. "I, uh, have a call with Karen, I think."

"You're going to clean aren't you?" he giggles before kissing my neck and rolling more into me, his hot body pressed against mine and instantly spiking my temperature and heart rate.

"Maybe the kitchen, but defo in here. I think there's a pile of clothes at the door."

"Baby, that's where they belong when we're together," he teases his smiling lips grazing over my collarbone.

"You need to go get ready," I say breathily, hoping to convince him.

"Fine," he grumbles, rolling away from me onto his back.

I follow him and rest my chin on his shoulder, quickly kissing his shoulder before saying, "I'll miss you."

A huge grin covers his face before he lifts my chin and kisses me. Then, with this lips still on mine, he says huskily, "Join me please."

Before I can even answer he rolls his tongue into my mouth while his hand grips my head hungrily and I concede to him, never able to say no or leave him longing for me.

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"Karen wants me start helping with backline first thing," I tell the guys over our cheese toasties at the dining table, Ashton's arm around me as he watches me eat the last half of my sandwich.

"Time to do some dirty work," Luke laughs before taking a bite of his third toastie.

"Sounds like she already does dirty work," Mikey raises a brow and looks between Ash an I, making me roll my eyes.