The Last Teardrop

Drop Seventeen

Ashton's POV.

It's already quarter to three in the morning and I'm still awake. I can't still think clearly and my mind was stuck in the thought of why am I so idiot to let some hot stranger-I mean a completely stranger in my place. I don't even know who the hell is this girl who's actually sleeping on my own couch after throwing up on my length last night which is absolutely unforgivable.

I stood up and looked down on her in disgust, her mouth were actually wide open, almost drooling on the arm of the couch.

"Ugh, disgusting." 

I walked to the kitchen to drink water to refresh myself up a bit.

For no reason, my mind flashed back to a scene where in a kitchen like this one, which I was actually about to get water in the fridge.

Lights were off and someone's tried to scare me.

That girl who annoyed me so much was actually on my head right now.

I don't know why, but I caught myself curving my lips into a smile like a pathetic idiot.

Oh no, no. I thought.

I rolled my eyes in the thought of her and quickly brushed her off my head.

"No way" I mumbled.

I cannot believe myself for taking a second to recall that scene. I don't know what's got into my mind right now.

Damn.

One more hour then I'll have to get rid of this garbage out on my couch, and honestly, I can't fucking wait for another hour anymore.

I sat on the high chair and rest my head on my arm on top of the small kitchen counter to take a very quick nap. I'm not supposed to be doing this but my eyes and my head really need some peace for a while.

Just a quite nap would be fair enough.

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"I love you, you know that don't you?" I told her.

"I always know, and you know that I do love you too, right?" she replied.

"Absolutely" I said to her while gently pinching her smooth skin on her cheek and she giggled and smiled at me beautifully.

"I like it when you smiles. It always makes me feel like I'm the luckiest man in the entire world living...that I always get to see those smiles every single day of my life...and I'm all glad." I said to her.

"You always flatters me, haven't you notice that?" she sighed and curved her lips with beautiful smile once again, and I felt like I'm going to melt.

"I know right, because I always want to see your beautiful smile, because it always made my day...you should know that, young lady."

"I know, I know." She said while gently brushing my hair with her fingers.

"Can you just go get ugly for once baby? Because I always drool every time I see your stunning face along with that god damn smile."

"Oh no! Ha-ha! I can't get ugly. You know that I always want to look beautiful for you, and I'm so sorry for making you drool every day."

"You know what? Even if you don't have that paint in your face...even if your hair were messed up in the morning when you woke up, and even if you no longer have that sexy curve of your body because we have already our little cupcakes...You're always still amazingly beautifully gorgeous queen of my life."