Angel in a Bandana•afi

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+Grace's P.O.V+

As Ashton and I talk about random things, he falls over onto his bed as I was still hugging him. I take my arm out of underneath his body and shuffle closer to him as I lay my head on his arm.

I feel him press a kiss to my head as I ask him a question.

"Ashton, can I ask you something?"

He stays quiet for a few moments, before answering.

"Sure, what's up?"

"So, there's this guy I know and he's really nice. But I like Michael, you know. I'm a little confused right now and don't really know who to like. I mean I like Michael and all, but I'm starting to like this other guy. I don't know what to do." I tell him.

He becomes quiet once again as he thinks of what to say. I hope he doesn't suspect that it's him. Because we're best friends and I don't want to ruin our friendship. If we date then break up, I feel like things would be weird if that happened. I really don't want that to happen to us. I care about him too much.

"Well, try to find out if the other guy has feelings for you. If he does, than ask Michael if he has feelings for you. If one doesn't try to take things farther with the other guy." He tells me.

"Ok. But what if the other guy has feelings for me and I suddenly loose interest? What do I do then?"

"Let him down easy." Is all he says.

"Why does liking someone have to be so complicated?" I ask rhetorically.

"Sometimes, the person who you like isn't who you're always meant to be with. And sometimes they come into your life to make you who you're meant to be. To give you lesson and for you to learn from your mistakes." Ashton says as he aimlessly stares at the ceiling of his bedroom.

I've never though of it like that. Maybe Ashton is just a friend for now who is leading me to where I'm meant to be. And maybe Michael does actually like me. Then once Ashton finds someone else to be with, everything will be ok again. But I wonder if Ashton does like me. I'll have to ask one of the boys. I don't know if they'll tell me, but I'll get it out of them if I have to.

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+Ashton's P.O.V+

I think she likes me. But wait, she said she still likes Michael. But never said if she liked the other guy either. So it's still a possibility. I don't know. She's so damn confusing. I just really hope Michael doesn't like her so I can have her. Ok, wow, that sounded very selfish of me. Oh well.

I've had the biggest chance with her since the ninth grade. Only one person asked her out and that was last year. They didn't even last long and who was there to comfort her when he broke up with her? Me. I was. Not Michael. I was. Michael is hardly even with her as much as I am. He barely knows anything about her.

But actually, I feel kinda stalker-ish when I think about how much I know. Then again, we are best friends. And best friends know everything about each other. Unless they like each other. Which in my case, I would never tell Grace I like her. Nothing is going to happen between us until I find out she likes me.

"Ash.." Grace begins. "Can I stay here for the weekend?"

"Course." I say as I loosely wrap my arm around her waist.

"Thanks." She replies.

"No prob-" I was about to finish my sentence when I feel our lips connect.

We both pull back immediately. I guess she was going to kiss my cheek, but I turned my head to look at her.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It was an accident, I swear." I apologize as I sit up.

My heart pounds against my ribs. What just happened? Did we just kiss? No, our lips barely touched. They barely connected. So that wouldn't be considered a kiss.

"Ashton.." Grace says quietly.

"Yeah?" I ask as I look at her over my shoulder.

She shakes her head, "Never mind."

"Grace, what is it?"

"I was just gonna ask..." She pauses with a sigh and a shakes of her head again. "It's stupid."

"I doubt that. Just tell me what you're thinking. I won't laugh."

She sighs again, "Kiss me."

"See, that wasn't so hard-wait, what?"

"I want you to kiss me."

"No, no, no. We're best friends. We are not supposed to want to kiss each other."

"Dammit Ashton just fucking kiss me." She says annoyed as she sits up.

"Grace-" I begin but she lunges towards me and connects our lips again.

I've been waiting for this to happen. And now that it has, I'm barely kissing back. What am I doing?

I get ahold of myself and kiss her. I'm kissing Grace. I can't believe it. Grace pulls back quickly to breath.

I turn around and gently push her down onto the mattress. She pulls me by my neck closer to her, where our lips touch again. I nudge her lips open with mine, getting her to part them just enough for me to slide my tongue in.

Grace pushes her tongue against mine, causing me to let out a raspy groan from the back of my throat. I then hear a quiet hum come from Grace. Only then, do I regret letting things get this far.

"Shit." I cuss.

"What? What's the matter?" Grace asks me as she places small kisses around my jawline.

"You gave me a boner." I mumble under my breath.

"I did?" She asks, shocked.

"Well, like this whole moment just kinda turned me on." I try to cover it up a little, but I think she suspects something.

"I'd say we could try and take things a bit further, but your mums home. And it would have to mean nothing to us." She tells me.

"She leaves in an hour for her night shift." I say and as I press many little kisses to her lips.

"Ok." She says and kisses me back.

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Smut next chapter? Maybe, maybe not.