Bad Intentions

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I sighed as I curled my hair. Asher would be here to take me to Noel's house in less than half an hour. He had also asked me on a date tomorrow. Hanging out with Asher was actually really cool. I flattened my red summer dress down throwing a necklace on and a few bracelets. I heard a knock at the door and flutters soon exploded in my stomach. I walked down the stairs taking deep breaths and staring at the door. I opened the door revealing Asher in a blue button up shirt with a suit jacket and some blue jeans on.

"Woah." He said taking my hand.

"Woah yourself." I complimented. My palms were drenched in sweat just having the minimal contact we had. He smiled his eyes drinking me up slowly.

"I feel as though I should have brought you a few flowers." He says pulling me close.

"Maybe a couple would do." I teased smiling as he leaned down to kiss me. His lips were warm and soft. Just like I loved them.

"Shall we go?" He asked. My stomach turned and I grasped if quickly ignoring the sharp pain in my pelvic bone.

"Uh, yeah. Let's go." I muttered taking Asher's arm as he led me to his car. He opened the passenger side door bowing and extending his arm as he did. I did a small curtesy and as gracefully as I could I say in the car. Asher rounded the front of the car taking the driver's side and starting the car. A purr left the car as the ignition started and the motor hummed to life driving softly on the pavement. As I always did I soon fell asleep with Asher's fingers interlaced in my own. I could feel the dreariness overwhelming my senses and shutting my eyes. Restlessness and the unwavering subtlety of the casual drive to a meet my biological father bugged me. I sat up and turned to him my face masked in seriousness.

"You are aware that this is really important, yes?" I asked realizing I hadn't coached Asher through at all.

"I understand. I have it under control." He said.

"You see, I would believe you but you don't like chocolate. People who don't like chocolate aren't to be trusted." I said honestly. I think the chocolate issue bothered me more than the Hayley thing.

"Well, your opinion is biased. All you do is watch Netflix."

"That makes no sense! If anything watching Netflix has opened my eyes."

"Yeah, to the third season of Glee."

"Rachel Berry deserves to go to NYADA!" I shouted.

"Why are you so worried?" He asked rolling his eyes at my outburst.

"Because, I want someone other than me to know the real Asher Greene." I said bringing his hand up to my lips and pressing a kiss to his knuckles.

"Well, do they know the real Peyton Andrews?"

"Noel and Jasper, they're a living breathing part of my past. They are proof that there was a time before this." I said motioning to myself.

"I will do my best to be the real me." He smiles pressing his lips to my wrist. I sighed and gave up. Maybe he did have it under control.

~*~

Jasper was more than surprised that I had actually brought someone with me to meet his family. He seemed to like Asher the second we made it to the house. That didn't mean he would necessarily tell anyone.

"So Asher, how old are you?" Jasper asked eating his chicken. He was dressed in a little suit and a pair of converses.

"18 next month." He says.

"Really? Peyton's birthday is next month too." Noel says smiling.

"Is it?" Asher asked. His eyes were ghosting my own and I couldn't help but blush.