The Sound of Music || Ashton Irwin

Chapter 57

Really bad (more then usual) Read at own risk

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I jumped from the couch and clutched to my chest, ready to drop kick the person who had just touched me.

My head snapped to the side to a laughing Ashton, curled in a ball, probably in tears.

"Ashton" I whined. "That was mean"

"I'm sorry" He smiled up at me, calming himself down.

I just shrugged and leaned back into the couch.

He dropped his weight onto the couch and I can see him smile at me as I watched the TV that was playing Master Chef by now. I felt a tug at my sleave and I knew it was Ashton, so i ignored him. Just for the purpose of making him feel guilty. He tugged more and shook me, placed his hand on my thigh - which i slapped away -, starred at me as if trying to burn a hole, and even leaned against me.

And then he grabbed my fave by my cheeks and forced me to look at him.

"I'm sorry" he pouted.

"No good" I smirked.

"I'll give you a kiss" he smiled with glee.

I let out a humming sound and pretended to think about it for a minute.

"No"

"I'm going to anyways."

And then he crashed his lips against my own, making me arch my back at the arm rest and smile against his lips.

"Still no" i mumbled against his lips. He pulled away from my face and kissed down my jaw to my neck. Out of all the times he's dome this, this was the first time i actually felt a jolt of enjoyment - don't get me wrong, i do love it, but this time it felt better.

A moan escaped my mouth and my eyes widened as I realized that he heard it. And i didn't worry about him hearing it or not because his pupils were darker then usual, staring down at me with widened eyes.

"Found it" he smirked, and the he reattached his lips to my neck and kissed and sucked at the same spot. His hands traveled to my waist and gripped them tightly, slightly tugging and pulling me forward. My hands flew to his head and i gripped his hair, tugging onto it. I felt his lips vibrate on my neck and i hummed joyfully.

He detached his body completely and looked at him, panting - both of us. My legs somehow ended up on the couch and he was in between them, kneeling.

Ashton smiled and sat back against the arm rest on the other side of the couch and let his legs sprawl in between my own.

I realized that my heart was racing and i felt as if it wasn't just from what we just did but i just couldn't decided what.

My heart was leaping thtough my chest and my mind was floating in complete happiness.

"Marie's an ass" He huffed, running his fingers through his hair.

"Way to ruin the mood smash" i rolled my eyes.

"She trie-" he shook his head "she hit on me"

I felt my stomache drop and my heart rench but i quickly moved my feelings aside "It's what she does" I shrugged.

He looked at me dumbfoundedly and tilted his head to the side. "What?"

"She sees something she like, she'll take it"

I sighed out, complete and utter hatred poured from my soul to her living being - and may I add I don't believe in souls, so that makes my hatred stronger, or non existent i guess. I don't know. I just really hate her.