Lying To You {a.i}

Chapter 4

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I learnt that brushing your teeth, going for a shower, scrolling through Facebook or simply just laying down will not erase the touch of a one night stand.

I could still feel his lips against mine, and his hands grabbing me, and it was, sure, nice but yeah, annoying. The only thing he was, was a one night stand, why can't my mind comprehend that?

Ashton was a one night stand, and nothing more.

"Aubs, you home?" I heard my sister call out. I sat up.

"In here." I called back. She walked in, a smile on her face. As she made her way to the bed, her smile slowly faded.

"You okay, sunshine?" She softly asked, sitting beside me and wrapping her arm loosely around me. I leaned into her, nodding.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"What's happened?" She asked anyway, seeing past my lie. I shrugged softly.

"Just... Been thinking too much."

"I've told you not to do that, Aubry. What's on your mind?" She pulled away, to look down on me.

But something -rather large and noticeable- caught her attention. I looked up at her, placing my hand over the marks on my neck, cheeks flushing red.

"Holy shit fuck, who gave you those!?" She said, smiling widely. I groaned.

Monique is convinced I'm a Virgin. She has this weird idea in her head that I've never had sex. Ever since then, she'd try and hook me up with people. It was funny at first, but it has gotten annoying after a while.

"What? No one."

"So you're saying you gave them to yourself?" She softly laughed.

"Tell me!" She sat cross legged, nudging me softly.

I awkwardly laughed, moving the sleeves of my jumper to the Palm of my hands. Monique sat there, looking at me expectedly.

"I just... He's just a guy I met last night. You wouldn't know of him."

"So you... Had a one night stand?" She raised her eyebrows.

Another thing about Monique, is that she's all about one night stands and flirting and all that shit. She's a if you got it, flaunt it kind of gal. I mean, she does got it.

She's absolutely gorgeous, with massive blue eyes, honey brown hair that falls to her bum, a slim figure and not too tall but not too short. In my eyes -in everybodys eyes- she's perfect. I'd always been jealous of her. Even from a young age, she always got all the guys attention, even some girls.

"Well... Basically." I mumbled.

"Bullshit!" She yelled, laughing.

Just when I was about to defend myself that I did have a one night stand, she began talking again.

"You finally had a one night stand, babe, I'm so proud of you! Was he good looking?" She asked, the smile never leaving her lips.

Oh god, I can tell this'll keep her happy for the next few days.

«ashtons pov»

Michael walked up to me, taking a seat and handing me my lighter back.

"You fucking stink, man." He groaned, cigarette between his lips. Luke sat with us, laughing. I glanced up at him, sending him some sort of warning.