Emerson, a lonely teenager, got bullied, and lived in a careless and abusive house, the only person that cared about her was the principal, and her sister, Lizzie who sadly passed away. It was a hell whole till the one not she had met.
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"Ash. I'm going to go and sleep now." I said. "Alright. Goodnight." He replied. I walked upstairs and laid down, thinking why I'm living with the Slade mafia. It's cool and all but I don't want to die at a young age. I'm 16 years old for god sake. He better teach me something.
I heard my door open and I turned around to see Asher standing there. "Ash?" I asked. "What's up." He replied. "Will you teach me how to fight?" I asked him. "Sure." He said. "Can you stay in here tonight." I asked. He got in bed with me and cuddled with me. I've never felt so safe.
"Em." Ash said. "Yea." I whispered, whilst he was putting his hand on my Cheek. Before he could say anything I crashed my lips into his. "Oh shit. Shit. Fuck. I'm so sorry." I said, he grabbed me by the waist and pulled me on top off him, crashing his lips into mine.
He took our lips apart and cuddled me. "It's fine." He said, fuck that was the best. I fell asleep on top off him.
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I woke up and decided to go and make breakfast, ever since that kiss. We've been getting more comfortable.
I decided to make pancakes. I put the eggs in the pan, and got the fruits out and placed them in a small bowl, I got the whipped cream out and placed them on the table. I put the pancakes on a plate and gone upstairs.
"Good morning." I said, waking ash up. "Noo. It's too early." He said. "I've made food." I said, making him jump up throwing me on the floor. "Ow." I said. "Why you on the floor." He asked making me roll my eyes. "Get up, princess." He said, he's never called me nicknames before except butterfly. Making me blush, he picked me up and carried me down.
"Put me down." I said kicking and hitting him. We got downstairs and he put me down. "You made pancakes. But I wanted you." He said upset, making me look away and blush. "Shut up, and eat." I said.
