Ashton and I stumbled into the girls bathroom, hand in hand. I check each stall, settling on the big handicap one.
I push the door open, Ashton closes it behind him. "What's happening?" Ashton asks slurring, slightly apprehensive.
"I have to puke." I groan and throw up into the toilet. Ashton quickly grabs my hair.
"I hate alcohol." I groan and step away from the toilet, flushing it and going to the sink.
"That's what we all say after we throw up huh?" Ashton chuckles watching me in the mirror. "Mhm" I mumble and gargle water in my mouth.
"We will be so damn hungover tomorrow." I groan and grab paper towels, drying my wet mouth and chin.
Ashton wets his hands, rubbing his face. "That's why we came in here? So I can watch you throw up?" Ashton asks chuckling, confused.
"N-No well, I don't like public bathrooms... And I just didn't want to walk out and not find you." I say and open the stall door, a couple of drunk girls staring at Ashton.
I sigh and walk ahead of him, through the bar and out into the breezy air.
"Kat, wait up, I'm drunk and can't walk that fast." Ashton groans behind me and I slow my pace down.
We walk side by side, in silence. "Can I hold your hand?" Ashton asks and I turn to look at him, waiting for him to yell 'just kidding', he doesn't.
"Why?"
"Because I want to. And it's late and I just want to hold it." He says shrugging and grabbing my hand, intertwining our fingers together.
I hide my smile by turning my head away from him.
"You know Kat, when I first met you I wanted to get know you because well... You were interesting looking, you seemed different than normal girls and I just wanted to learn everything about you. I was okay with being your friend but I don't know how long I can, we live together and I seen you raw before, I for once feel like I know you. It hurts that you can't reciprocate the same feelings towards me sober, it hurts. I never knew how you felt with Kyle till, well till now. I see the looks you give when you don't want me near you or your discomfort, I wish you looked at me the way you watch chick flicks. Every emotion was on your face when you watched that movie, it amazed me. How can someone like you can fall in love with a fictional character b-but you can't even hold a deep conversation with me. It brings me down as a person. Now, I'm not saying it's your fault but your just infuriating sometimes. But you know what, I wouldn't change you for anyone or anything in this world."
Ashton says swinging our hands back and forth, his shoulder nudging with mine. I was shocked. I knew sober thoughts came out when you were drunk but maybe I was so drunk I heard everything wrong?
This is too good to be true. He was too good to be true. I didn't deserve this, or him.
"Look, even when your drunk I still get rejected." Ashton chuckles sadly, letting go of my hand.
"I'm sorry, for throwing this on you. I just can't help it. Your so sweet and beautiful and caring and I enjoy being with you.. This will definitely bite me in the ass tomorrow." He says using what I said at the bar.
I wrapped my arm hesitantly around his torso, his looks at me but then puts his arm around my shoulders, bringing me closer to his chest as we continue to walk.
"I'm sorry. For everything." I whisper and look down, watching our feet walk in sync perfectly. "Why? You have nothing to be sorry for."
"Yes I do, I put you this distress. I am difficult and irrational and I'm just as heavy hearted as you are..." I say not daring to look at his eyes right now.
"Can't we try? I'm a good man, I know I am. I can take care of you.. I'd never let anything harm you, I'll be right by your side. I promise."
"That's a big promise Ashton." I say my voice cracking as we walked down the empty streets.
"I am a man of my word." He says and I sigh, a small tear escaping my eye. He doesn't notice it, my head too much into his chest.
"I am a bad person, I-I can't even talk to my mom, I'm not good with being open or-"
"I can help you. I want to help you." He interrupts me, giving my shoulder a small squeeze.
We're we really having this conversation?
"Can we talk about everything tomorrow? Sober?" I gulp and look up at him. His hand goes to my cheek, caressing just under my eye.
"Yes."
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Short but sweet ;) did anyone think they were going to have sex? lol they werent, im still deciding whether I should eventually put smut in here or not... Hmph
