Love, Rosie • a.i

four

It's been a week now after the whole clubbing thing. At least I didn't get lecture but I feel sorry for Ashton. He needs to go to the library everyday for the rest of the month which sucks for him. Well don't go all blame on me cause it was his idea about going to whole club thing. SO none of this is my fault.

I was chillin in my room listening to our playlist. Suddenly out of nowhere, Ashton come dashing in and tackle me in the bed. I squeal and push his body away from me earning a chuckle from him.

"Don't you know it's rude to just come inside someone's room without knocking." I give him a playful glare.

He laughs in response and poke my cheeks.

"You're so weird." I comment.

"Hah! I'm weird but you're best friends with me." he replied.

"Blah, blah.. whatever." I huffed.

"Wanna go to the beach?" he ask while he was playing with my hair.

"The others are going to go too." he adds.

"Sure thing, but let me get ready." I replied.

"Don't take too long," he winks at me earning a 'pft' from me.

I went to the bathroom and change my clothes. I came out looking greeted by Ashton chilling in my bed, on his phone.

"Whom are you texting?" I ask.

"Someone." he simply replied.

"I'm guessing that is Bethany." I point out.

"Yeah you got that right." he said flatly.

"Since when do you even talk to her?" I furrowed my eyebrow.

"Uhmm.. a few days ago?" he replied which sound more like a question than an answer.

"Oh, okay." I said.

"Let's go then if you wanna catch the bus." he said getting up from the bed.

"Why not just use your car?" I ask him.

"Got confiscated." he simply replied.

"Too bad." I pouted nudging him.

"Shut up," he huffed.

I poke his cheek making him giggle. We both went down and exchange 'goodbyes' with my parents and off we go. Striding along the pathway towards the bus stop while exchanging glances making us both chuckle. 

The whole ride to the beach was pretty much just listening to our playlist while occasionally talk about a thing or two. We arrive at the beach shortly after and trail along to the venue. 

As we both settle down in the beach a bunch of other kids came along after. We both joke around playing and chasing each other like kids.

"Ashton! Get you arse back here!" I shouted making him laugh.

"No!" he yealled back.

"You little shit," I muttered and chase after him.

He responded by dashing away giggling along as I tried to catch up with him.He wasn't looking where he was going making him trip and almost fall over and I use that time to rush to him and hop on his back.

He stumble a bit before turning his head looking at me, giving a playful glare. I chuckle and ruffle his hair in return.

"Stop messing with my hair," he whines.

"But your hair is so intimidating, I just can't help it." I responded making him shook his head.

"You and your thoughts," he muttered.

"I heard that, you idiot." I poke his cheek making him grin, showing his dimples.

Out of nowhere he startled me by sprinting making me squeal. I earn a laugh from him as he slowed down. I slap his back making him groan in pain.

"I almost had a heart attack right there," I complained.

"Not my fault tho," he said slowly walking towards the shore. 

"Jeez, you always beat me when it goes to this," I sighed.

"Not my fault that I'm good at it," he chuckled.

Although I can't see his face I know his smirking. He trail along the shore with me still in his back. I sighed and laid my head in the crook of his neck.

"Just like old times," he said softly.

"Those memories," I said and laugh to myself.

"Oh I remembered when we both first hangout." I said, "It was here, you bought this horrible homemade sandwich that you make on your own."

"Yeah, that sandwich was horrible." he said shaking his head.

"And we end up buying ice cream," I giggled, "Telling embarrassing stories to each other."

"Ahah I even told you about that socks incident," he laughs.

"Oh god that make me choke on my ice cream," I comment.

"And that story of you crying when your mom was giving birth to your brothers it made me laugh my head off." he points out.

"That's not funny," I scoffed, "Try to be in my position then you'll know how terrifying it is."

"But it was funny," he said still laughing.

"I literally cry my eyes out for an hour straight," I fired back, "I was shaking at the end and didn't even want to see my mom."

"Your poor little eyes," he cooed.

"Fuck off," I replied.

He put me down and we both walk back to our place, holding hands as we stride along. It was a casual thing for us to hold hands cause it doesn't meant anything it's just like a friendly gesture you know. 

Ashton was joking around with the other boys while I sit here catching up with the girls. Till then one of the most hottest boy in our grade, Greg, came towards me.

The other girls cooed over me making me nervous. While Ashton just look at me eyeing at both of us and casually taking glances.

At this state all I could think of is what's going to happen after this.