Pick 'n Mix {Mashton}

Cookie

"It is a tan line!" Michael says, raising his eyes at me. I shuffled backwards, shivering at the cold tiles hitting my back, the shower was off and I just really wanted to wrap my towel around me and leave.

"You tan? In a thong?" Michael asks me, stepping up closer to me, like so close that I felt his towel against my hand that was still covering me. I was about to open my mouth but he but his hand over my mouth.

"Don't try and talk yourself out of this. Do you like wearing thongs?" He asks me, I nod my head slowly well I did for tanning because that left less tanlines.

Michael's moved even closer, his lips now brushing over his hand that was still over his mouth, his other hand moved to my hip, his thumb brushing circles over it. His touch felt nice and I could feel myself harden in my hands but I tried to ignore it.

"That's so fucking hot, Cookie." He mumbled, the was looking straight into my eyes, then his eyes trailed down as he pulled away. He grabbed my towel and wrapped is around my hips, then he winked at me before heading over to his jumpsuit and starting to get dressed, when he was down he brought my clothes over to me, put his towel on the floor so I could stand on it and then he stared at the opening where the guard was. I looked around and noticed a bit of blood on the tiles and a crack on a tile on the wall that seperated my cube with the one where Michael was. I looked over at Michael and he looked at the tile to, but then he just went back to staring at the guard as I got dressed.

Once fully dressed Michael just walked away from me so I followed him, he whispered something to the guard and then pushed me out ahead of him.

Men whistled at me as I walked past, with my wavy hair still dripping a bit and my hard on still kind of showing.

I walked into out cell, Michael following close after.

"Go to sleep." Michael ordered, I nodded and pulled my jumpsuit off, not wanting to sleep in it. Michael took his off to and we hung them over the end of the bunk. I brushed my teeth with the icky tootpaste that didn't taste minty fresh at all. I jumped back onto the top bunk and pulled my loafers and socks off, catching Michael staring at me. He put a hand on my leg and then rubbed up and down.

"Stop doing that! I haven't shaved and it's disgusting!" I tell him, pushing his hand away from me, Michael raised an eyebrow at me and laughed.

"You just keep getting girlier. They should have put you in with the woman." Michael laughs.

"Are you crazy! Then I'd get raped by them! HELLOO you think they'd just let a dick slide? That's even more disgusting, EW vagina's!" I exclaim, then I lie down and pull the covers over my leg.

"You're not gonna get raped Cookie, relax. Now sleep!" Michael says, he was leaning on my bunk and he was staring at me intently.

"Why do you call me cookie?" I asked him, he chuckles and runs a hand through my wet hair.

"Because that's what you smelled like, cookie dough. So Cookie." He replies, he tilts his head a bit and then narrows his eyes. He climbs onto my bunk with me and lies down next to me.

"I know you have trouble sleeping, so just turn around and don't ever mention this." Michael tells me, I turn around with a frown and he wraps his arms around me, my tan covered back hitting his bare chest and I could feel the slight pressure of an erection against my ass but I ignored it.

"Goodnight Cookie." Michael mutters.

"Goodnight Michael." I humm, he started running his fingers up and down my arm gently, his touch felt nice and so different than any other touch ever, not even Luke and Calum touch me so gently.

Why was he being so nice to me?

"Hey Ash?" I heard a voice, I raised my head but Michael was glaring at the door.

"Yeah?" I asked back, loud enough for Luke or Calum to hear me.

"Just wondering if you were ok." Luke asked.

"Yeah, I'm good." I reply.

"Ok because we know you got a shower and apparently somebody got their head bashed in there and he's in the infirmery." Calum says, they must be yelling from downstairs. I turn to look at Michael and he's got a smirk on his face, he shrugged at me as I smiled at him.

"I'm perfectly fine, you guys should worry less." I tell them.

"Night then babyface!" Luke called.

"Goodnight cupcake!" Calum then called.

"Goodnight guys." I called back. I then looked at Michael again and quickly kissed his cheek, he looked taken aback but then he just rolled his eyes.

"Don't do that, go to sleep." He muttered, I nodded and turned back to my position, falling asleep with Michael's arms wrapped tightly around me and honestly, maybe I'd found something a little positive about being here.

AN/ More updates to come later, got to go shave my dog which takes a few hours :p BYE!! Also why do you think Michael is being so nice? What do you think Michael whispered to the guard? Do you think the guys will find out who the 'bossman' is in jail soon? Are you sad that Ashton doesn't feel pretty anymore??