I need to stop thinking.
"Well?" He whispers huskily into my ear.
What was there to say? My mind is blank. All I've been capable of doing was nodding, nodding to every ridiculous suggestion he threw at me. It's late at night but I didn't care. I didn't care about what everyone would think. I didn't care about what would happen afterwards. For once, I let everything go. I didn't give a fuck anymore.
"We can go wherever you want to go." He holds my chin with his thumb and index finger, making it hard for me to break our eye contact. I didn't want want to anyway. I like this tension between us. More specifically I like the way his brown eyes concentrated on me. Only me.
I need this.
I let my arms wrap around his neck and pull him closer until I felt his minty breath on my lips. Almost simultaneously his hands grabs the back of my thighs and he lifts me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.
I need him...
"Surprise me." I manage to whisper.
"That's what I like to h-"
I cut him off by pressing my lips to his. I was desperate and he was passionate. His hold of me grew tighter as my fingers roams through his short, messy hair.
The kiss deepens with every passing second. He started forward until my skin, covered with the thin layer of my white T-shirt and PJ shorts, touches the cold steel of his car. I shiver a little.
"Let's go." He says in between breaths. I kiss him one more time before letting go. That alone took a lot effort. He opens the passenger door for me and I slip in, closing it after me. Moments later he was in the driver's seat and starting the car. Unexpectedly, I take his hand and entwine my fingers with his. He doesn't say anything but I don't need to look at him to know that he's smirking.
We drove off.
I didn't dare look back. Looking back would only make me regret what I'm doing. Regardless I knew Ashton would be standing there, possibly in shock... possibly angry, watching me leave to god knows where.
"That was quite the show you put on for him." He glances at me.
I lay my head on his shoulder, taking in his scent as I do.
"He's always telling me to live a little. I think that's what I did."
"Well, you should live more often." He laughs.
A/N: I couldn't sleep last night so I wrote this at 1 AM. Maybe I'll continue, maybe not. Same goes for my other fanfic. Aaand... This chapter was inspired by a song called Feel real. I listen to it during those sleepless nights.
