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I was currently updating my blog, coffee in hand. My eyes scanned the screen quickly, spotting interesting looking pictures.

"Kat, I totally fucking forgot." Ashton chuckles walking into the living room. I chuckle and tear my eyes away from my laptop screen, Ashton stands infront of me, black envelope in hand.

"Oh yeah, me too." I say as I reach for the envelope. I instantly skim the envelope, no trace of brand or advertisement.

Ashton sits next to me, watching intently as I tear the top of the envelope. I pull the papers that are inside of it, out, I put the empty envelope on my keyboard, my eyes skimming the papers in confusion.

Dearest Kat Greene,

We are informing you of your blog site. We noticed you submitted it to our company and-

I instantly fold the paper up, not wanting Ashton to read the rest. "What are you doing?" Ashton furrows his eyebrows and I shake my head, putting the folded paper back into the envelope.

"I'm confused, just tell me." Ashton chuckles confused. I put the envelope back on my keyboard, closing my laptop.

I stand up, holding my laptop under my arm.

"Where are you going?" Ashton says confused.

"To the room, I want to uh put my laptop away." I say and jump over Ashton's feet as I scurry away to my bedroom.

I shut the door behind me, quickly I pull the envelope back out, I take the papers out again and continue reading.

-and we'd like to inform you that your site was enjoyable and very much successful, as far as looks go. We would love to schedule a meeting with you! Contact us as soon as you can.

- BW Company

My insides were shaking, I walked to my dresser, where my phone laid and began to type an email to the company.

After Ashton planted the idea of me going to school for social networking and fashion, I contacted a company that does just that. Of course I did it mostly for shits and giggles, but apparently it was now just shitting on my idea of it being shits and giggles.

"Kat-" Ashton says as he slowly pushes the door open, I jump slightly, throwing the paper on the floor.

"Yeah?" I ask looking at him as I hit the send button on my email. "What was the letter about?"

I bite my lip, maybe I should tell him, he was the reason behind it really.

"Thank you Ashton." I say as I walk over to him, hugging him. He wraps his arms around my waist confused. "For...?"

I pull back alittle to see him, "I uh I contacted a company about my blog and they liked it - I - they want to see me! They liked it." I say quietly, smiling at Ashton as his grin grows.

"That's amazing." Ashton says pulling me in another hug, he lifts me up, twirling us. I laugh, pecking his cheek, he sets me back down on my feet.

"But it's not a for sure job - they just want to talk to me, they probably won't even hire me." I say rolling my eyes. Ashton scoffs, shaking his head.

"They'll miss out if they do." I chuckle and shrug. "Now I just have to wait."

Ashton smiles at me, nodding he pecks my lips multiple times before leaving his lips on mine. I open my mouth, letting his tongue invade my taste buds. "We should celebrate." Ashton says into my mouth and I shake my head, slowly pulling away from the kiss.

"I didn't get the job." I say and Ashton raises a brow, "Yet."

-

After hours of persuasion, Ashton finally made me get out of the house and to dinner with him.

It's not that I didn't want to go out with him it's just I was lazy and I didn't want to jinx this potential job offer.

I also thought, since he's in a good mood, to tell him I'm moving out. I don't know how he'll take it.

"Ashton, it's really nothing. You don't need to buy me dinner." I chuckle as we walk into the Chilis. Ashton shakes his head, slinging an arm around my shoulder.

"Who says I'm buying your dinner." I roll my eyes at him, elbowing his ribs lightly. "Jerk." Ashton chuckles and shakes his head again. "I'm kidding."

Once were seated with drinks on our table and our food being prepped, I finally decide to tell him I'm moving out.

"So.... I found an apartment for cheap." I mumble as I take a sip of my margarita. Ashton nods slowly, his eyebrows slightly furrowed.

"Oh... When did you... come upon it." Ashton says trying to word his thoughts correctly I suppose.

"Um well... I've been looking for a while.." I shrug, staring at my coaster then back up at him.

He makes a 'hmph' noise and I know somehow or way, he's upset.

"Don't be angry with me - I just want my own space. It's not anything with you, I just don't want to feel like a visitor everyday." I say quietly, hesitantly bringing my hand to his across the table.

"I'm not angry... Just kind of hurt that you didn't inform me before you got a place." Ashton says looking at me and I nod, well atleast he's not mad at me.

"M'sorry." I mumble and Ashton squeezes my hand, sending me a small smile. "It's fine, really."

I nod and smile back, Ashton brings my hand to his lips, pressing a gentle kiss to my knuckles.

I instantly blush, we were in a restaurant and he was kissing my hand, how.... cute.

"No more PDA." I whisper, chuckling as I pull my hand away. Ashton laughs and and shrugs. "I like PDA."

I nod and watch as our food nears our table, "I know you do."

-

Kind of a filler! She finally told him! All things are good in the world of Kat and Ashton!

Or so you think ;-)

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