HIGH ON LOVE// ASHTRAY x OC

rush hour

The sun was just starting to set as Ash and I sat across from each other. He was busy counting money and I was reading my book. I'm not exactly a reader per say but sometimes going on my phone was just so boring.

"It's hot as balls in this bitch," Ash murmured. I nodded, not exactly paying attention to him. From my peripheral vision, I saw him slightly adjust and reach for his tank top.

"Uh what are you doin?" I asked, laying my book down.

"Taking my top off" He said.

"It's a tank top, there won't be much difference." I said with attitude.

"Yea well, I don't really give a fuck," He replied, heatedly. I watched as he pulled his top off to reveal a perfectly toned and ab set torso. My eyes immediately widened and I had to lick my lips because all of a sudden I felt extra hot.

This bitch was hiding the body of a Greek god.

"Take a picture," He snapped, a smirk on his face. I looked up in embarrassment of being caught ogling. "It'll last longer."

Trying to save my own ass, I whipped my phone out and snapped a picture of him like he told me to. I will admit, he looked good as fuck with just sweat shorts and a chain on.

"The fuck?" He said in shock, reddening slightly.

"What? You said to do it!" I replied sweetly, knowing it had affected him as much as it did to me. I set the picture as his profile picture as he grumbled.

"This bitch," He shook his head. A second later Ash groaned. "Fuck, I'm hungry,"

"Order food then?" I suggested, still reading.

"Aight, you want sum?" He said, reaching for a pizza place menu he had on the table. I shook my head.

"Uhm...no, not hungry," I mumbled, remaining calm. He nodded wordlessly and ordered the pizza.

Fuck, I was definitely hungry. For the entire time here Ash had been through chips, candy, soda, jerky, whatever was in the shop meanwhile I was chewing gum and drinking water.

By the time the pizza had come, I started realizing just how hot and weak I was feeling. The aroma from the greasy, cheesy pizza and breadsticks almost had me want to throw up.

"Here," Ash said, opening the box to me. "You look like you gon pass out." I stared at him for a second, blinking before grabbing a slice and placing it on a paper plate.

There was no way in hell I would be eating this slice. I watched as Ash started eating, his face physically relaxed at the triangle of goodness. I felt my stomach tighten at the sight.

"You gon eat or what?" He asked rudely.

"Uhm...no, I just don't really like pizza," I lied.

"You haven't eaten this entire time?" He scoffed, grabbing his phone.

"Is it a crime to not like pizza? What are you doing?" I asked as he typed out a number.

"Ordering you Chinese." He stated.

"No! Please don't." I yelped. If he did then I would be forced to eat one or the other. I didn't really see myself getting out of this. "Look!"

I made a show of biting into the pizza and chewing, smiling heavily at him.

"That's what I fuckin thought," He said, reaching for his drink. When he wasn't looking I took a napkin and spit out the chewed up pizza. It tasted good, yes but it was too fatty.

This went on for a while until I excused myself to throw away the napkin full of pizza. When I returned Ash stared at me suspiciously. I stared back in question.