the notes [m.c.]

twenty six- bitch squad

it felt like as soon as the text I had written was sent, one from belle was sent right back.

Belle: I'M UP FOR ANYTHING, BIOTCH. IT'S BEEN PRETTY DAMN BORING AROUND HERE LATELY. WHAT YOU GOT IN MIND?

damn, belle. she must be in a great mood.

Devon: well, damn. meet me at the pond behind the library. I have to...um...explain a few things about a few people before we can start the thing I got in mind. you down? and ceana, where you at, bitch?

after that, the texts started coming quickly. one of the amazing perks of group chats. sike.

Ceana: yeah, sure. I'm down. as long as I don't get "escorted" out of a restaurant...again. your last crazy plan got me in trouble with Luke.

Belle: what exactly do you have to explain?

Devon: my plan doesn't involve any restaurants, ceana. don't worry. and as for the explanation...you'll see :-)

Belle: shit.

Ceana: let's do this.

-

I took a deep breath as I got out of my car and closed the door. looking around, I couldn't find ceana's or belle's car, so I headed to the pond on my own.

there was a light breeze and, to me, it felt like the moment couldn't be any more calming. I could finally get my thoughts in order.

as I was walking to the cute, little wooden bench by the small pond my calm breathing hitched completely.

there was someone sitting on that bench.

but not just someone.

a curly haired,

long figured,

incredibly sexy someone.

Ashton.

shit.

I quickly darted around the corner of the library building so I could hide behind the wall. hopefully he hadn't heard or seen me already.

I heard rustling and footsteps, followed by a voice rich with an Australian accent.

"hello? i-is someone there?" Ashton's voice echoed toward me. i could hear him sniffling, obviously trying to stifle cries.

I squeezed my eyes shut tight and, once again, took a very deep breath.

I spun around the corner and came face to face with my ex-love. well, I suppose he's my ex-love...

"um, hello..." I said softly and looked down at my feet, taking a step back from Ashton.

"hello," his lips curled into an adorable little smirk.

"I-uh- I'm meeting someone here..." I trailed off and started to walk toward the bench, but was stopped by a very muscular hand grabbing my wrist.

"wait, Devon. I never get the chance to talk to you. to really talk to you. please, give me that chance. let me talk to you," Ashton pulled me closer as his lips parted slightly.

"now is really not the time, Ashton. I'm sorry-" he interrupted me in mid sentence, causing me to sigh.

"no. I'm done waiting around for you to be able to talk to me as you're falling in love with someone else. I'm talking and please, devon; just listen. okay? please, just listen," ashtons eyes showed such emotion, I had no choice but to comply and listen to what he had to say.