Bad Influence

4.

I was shocked at Ash's words, but then I registered what he had just said. I quickly rushed out of the shower and wrapped a towel around myself. When I turned back to look at Ash his back was towards me and his fist were clenched at his sides.

I began to look for the bag he spoke of as I walked in his room. There on his bed sat a pink Victoria's Secret's bag. I reached in and pulled out an aqua thong.I dumped all the contents of the bag onto the bed and gasped. There were 5 thongs: pink, white,dark blue, black, and the aqua one; 2 boy shorts: one was yellow and said 'flirt' in glitter, the other was completely green lace; and 4 of my favorites, cheekies: red lace, nude lace, grey lace, and purple lace. I slipped on the yellow ones , least revealing since Ash was already on edge, and pulled my hair into a ponytail. I dug through his drawers looking for a shirt and found a black v-neck.

After I was dressed I walked to the living room and looked through the different movies and picked out some scary film about a possessed child. I sat like an Indian and pulled on a cover to wait for Ash.

A few minutes went by and finally Ash walked down the hallway to his room with a towel dangerously low on his hips. He looked good enough to eat the way his wet hair air was hanging in his face and he must have been biting his lip ring from the inside because it moved slightly up and down. He walked in his room but didn't shut his door. "Come here." His voice was monotone. I quietly walked to his room.

"Yes?" Ash had just pulled up his sweats.

"Did you like your gift?" He stared at me blankly.

"Yeah thank you."he kept staring so I began to walk away but then stopped, "Ash did I do something ?"

"No,  why?" He didn't even look up at me.

I groaned aloud and then stumped my way back to the couch. He can tease me and get away with it but when I do it he gets angry with me. That is not fair. I got back into my comfy spot on the sofa and Ash walked in behind me. "Karsennn?" Ash called playfully.

"Your mood swings are giving me whip lash," I grumbled.

"What was that?"he sat right next to me. I didn't answer him and pressed play on the movie. "Karsen." I kept my eyes on the tv screen. "Karsen," he rested his head on my shoulder but I still didn't reply. Ash pulled me onto him as he laid his back on the couch and I crossed my arms. "Baby why are you mad?"

"I'm not mad," I answered but didn't look at him.

"Then give me a kiss," I shook my head. "Why not? I thought you weren't mad,"he smirked. I tried to slide off of him but he stopped me.

"C'mon Ash," I whined.

"Give me a kiss."

"No." I jolted when he pinched my side. "Ash, that stung!"

"Give me a kiss," his face was blank again.

"No." Another pinch which was harder. "Ash!"

"Give," pinch, "me," pinch, "a," pinch,"kiss," pinch, but he twisted that one at the end.

"Ash!" I screamed. He growled as he quickly pulled my chin to him so he could reach my lips.

The kiss was sweet and simple. His lips felt so soft and warm. It was as if, if he pressed to hard I would break. He pulled away, but I pulled him back. I felt him smirk in the kiss. A loud knock interrupted our little moment. "Go in my room and close the door." I did as he said and quickly made it to his room.

~ Ash's P.O.V. ~

"What the fuck do you want?"

"Is that anyway to greet your big bro?" Sebastian answered smugly.