Beautiful Liar

Chapter 13: Sweetheart

Jade:

Clearly, I am not a good whisperer, I thought to myself as I cringed at his last remarks. Choosing to ignore his statement I continued to stare outside. Rainy days made me think of Melody. She was my primary caretaker throughout middle school til some shit went down that led to my parents firing her. I used to vent to her about my parent's absences, she always reminded me that even though they might not be here all the time they still loved me. One day she revealed to me how her parents died in a horrible hurricane in Cuba. I miss her.

My thoughts subsided when Ashton sat next to me. "My apologies for violating your privacy."

"No worries, I know you can't help yourself." He cockily responded

"I hate you, you know that?"

"You suck at showing it, sweetheart."

"sweetheart." Melody used to call me that. She had cheesy reasoning and said it was because under my hard exterior my heart was sweet. I shed a lonely tear which was followed by a laugh.

"Jade."

"Hm?" I turned to face him looking away from the window for the first time.

He didn't even ask before he engulfed me in a hug. Shit now the tears are really gonna come out. He rubbed my back while my tears flowed down my face. Not once did he ask if I wanted to talk about it. Which I'm happy about is all I needed.

"I'm here." Is all he said and that was enough to make me wrap my arms around him.

Ashton Pov:

I suck at comforting. I never know what to say or if I should say anything at all. But I've seen that same look she had on her face in my mother's eyes and I just knew I had to do something. I just hope it was enough. I'm lost as to what brought this on. Was it something I did or said?

She released me after a few minutes, but I still held onto her removing my head from her shoulder and searching her intense dark brown eyes for permission to let go. Using her hand to brush my curls off my forehead she mouthed "thank you, i'm okay." as if she couldn't speak. I unhooked my arms from her body gently wiping her wet eyes with my left thumb.

'Why'd you rush out of here earlier?"

"Because we're friends." I cringed at my statement.

Jade pov:

I scoffed "friends that want to kiss each other?"

His eyebrows morphed into confusion, he responded to my question with one "Since when did you know Italian?"

"I don't dumbass you said three words, I just googled it."

"Fucking google translate." he sighed

"sì, voglio baciarti. Ricetta per un fottuto disastro. (Yes, I want to kiss you. Fucking recipe for disaster) Google translate that."

"Or and hear me out, just stop being a pussy and say what you have to say."

"I just did."

"Yeah in a language you know I can't understand," I replied standing up to him.

"Why do you even care Jade huh?

"Why not Ashton? Why are you avoiding this?"

"Fuck this." He turned around and walked out of my bedroom slamming my door shut.

I blinked in disbelief no the fuck he didn't. In my house? I paced back and forth, must've lost his damn mind. "Hey get the fuck back here."

I stormed out after him. "You don't get to do that shit? In my house."

"Then I'll leave."

"Is that what you do? Just like leave whenever it gets tough?"

"Maybe it is and that's exactly why you shouldn't like me."

"Who said that I liked you?" Rolling my eyes, placing my hand on the marble countertop in the kitchen.

"You didn't have to say it, Jade boy language speaks for itself."

I scoffed "Oh yeah and what's it saying right now? Is it saying that I like you, Ashton?"

"So tell me you don't like me, Jade." Closing me in he placed his arms on the counter. Leaning his head down, causing me to have to look up due to his eyes. "Go on then tell me So che non-puoi" (I know you can't) Why does he have to challenge me? Making shit harder than it has to be. I don't even know If I like him or not. Something's there I feel it but I just don't know where we stand and I need to know that.

"I don't like-"

Before I could finish he wrapped his hand around my throat. "Don't finish that fucking sentence non-mi piacciono I bugiardi, Bellissima" (and I don't like liars, beautiful)

He said before smashing his lips to mine. The kiss was short and passionate. My senses are fucking tingling. I didn't even get a break before he lifted me onto the counter grabbing a handful of my hair. He craned his head down again to kiss me. Wrapping my legs around his waist, and locking him in, I placed a hand on his chest wanting to feel him.

This is too fucking good. I don't think I ever want to stop. His lips are so damn soft, his tongue stroked mine. His left hand trailed down the valley of my breath stopping just above my pussy. I shuddered in his hold. Toying with the waistband of his boxers.

God, If I shouldn't fuck Ashton on this counter right now send me a sign because that's all I want to do right now. Who knew a kiss could make one want to do such unholy things? My thoughts are running wild with all the things I want to do to him.

Ashton pov:

Finally detaching my lips from her perfect fucking ones. I rested my head on hers. My breathing was erratic, my dick was rock hard for sure she could feel me through those sexy shorts she had on.  I wanted to kiss her again, to feel her lips against mine. She's a drug and I have to have her.

"So sweetheart was that your way of telling me you like me." She said softly looking up at me through her lashes.

"That was my way of showing you Dolcezza."

Authors note:
First off I want to start by apologizing.... For a couple things. The first being this is my first update in over a year, crazy I know and I'm so sorry. I was busy, unmotivated, and I cringe every time I read this story. I'M attempting to make it my mission to turn this mf around. I truly believe finishing this book will also help me figure out my life. Thank you to any and everyone who has supported me and is still supporting me throughout this journey. I hope you enjoyed this chapter. It's pretty short for me. I like to do at least 2,000 words but I felt short and sweet was best for this chapter. Lastly, HAPPY NEW YEAR SEXY BAES! ALSO THANK YOU FOR 24k :)