Guilty » Cashton [BOOK ONE]

XV. Calm

A/N: sO I MET 5SOS ON THE 6TH OF SEPTEMBER??? UM, IDK IF Y'ALL WANNA KNOW MORE DETAILS. JUST LET ME KNOW, AND I'LL WRITE A LITTLE SPECIAL CHAPTER ABOUT IT. (i'm not showing the whole pic, bc idk if my friends would want me sharing their faces). I MAY DELETE THIS A/N ENTIRELY, SO ENJOY MY UGLY FACE WHILE IT LASTS.

☂Calum☂

Ice skating.

He wanted to take me ice skating.

It may sound fun to the average person, but I am the most uncoordinated human being on earth. Tripping over nothing, or fucking tree roots, is my specialty.

But here I am, tightly lacing up the ice skates, until I can't feel my feet.

The ice rink was relatively busy, for it being a weekday, causing a rise in my anxiety. People crowded the ovular rink, skating in a clockwise motion.

"Ready?"

I look up to see Ashton grinning at me, and reaching a hand out to help me stand.

"I'm clumsy, j-just so you know." I stuttered, before grabbing his hand.

He pulled me up quickly, causing me to stumble in the bulky skates.

"Oh, I already knew that." He said, winking at me.

I averted my gaze, feeling a blush form on my face.

"Don't worry, it's not a bad thing! It gives me an excuse to hold your hand, now come on!" Ashton smiled, pulling me with him towards the rink.

I couldn't figure out how he managed to walk normal in the skates. I was dragging behind, walking in a penguin-like manner.

We made our way, slowly, to the entrance of the rink, and that's where I began to feel the panic surge through me.

What psyched me out the most, was that everyone was wearing sharp ass blades on their feet. My brain continued shouting, "Danger, danger!" while my body tried ignoring it.

Before I knew it, I was on the ice rink. Tightly gripping Ashton, but still on the frozen water.

"See, this isn't that bad." Ashton said, as we slowly glided across the ice.

I finally looked up from my feet, to see these kids, no older than eleven, zoom past us without any caution.

"We are literally moving like 5mph, i'm so sorry." I sighed, inwardly groaning.

"Does this mean you wanna go faster?" Ashton grinned down at me.

"No, Ash-!" Before I could finish, he removed his arm from my grasp, and laced our fingers together.

We quickly glided passed several groups of slow skaters, entering another world.

I barely noticed how fast we were moving, my feet gliding at their own pace.

I become so entranced by the calming movement of skating, that I failed to notice my hand slip from Ashton's.

"Damn Hood, who knew that you'd be better than me?" Ashton taunted, skating backwards in front of me.

I rolled my eyes at his comment, concentrating on my movements.

Even though, I appeared to know what I was doing, there wasn't a doubt in my mind that I wouldn't crash and burn; if I lost concentration.

"Did you just roll your eyes at me? You know that your sass turns me on." He skated closer, whispering huskily into my ear.

I gulped in response, losing balance, and pathetically gripped his arm.

He jerked in surprised at my sudden grasp, but slowly adjusted, so that his arm was wrapped around my back.

"Wanna get some hot chocolate?" He whispered in my ear.

I was confused to why he was whispering so closely to my ear. It wasn't loud in here, so I could probably hear him if he talked normal.

I decided to whisper back "Yes," in his ear. Which wasn't easy, considering I was unable to get on my tippy-toes in these skates.

He laughed at my response, causing me to give him a shy smile as we exited the rink.

I was so close.

So fucking close.

I almost made it through the day without falling, but of course I trip over someones bag, laid carelessly in the middle of the floor. Ashton was luckily carrying both of our hot chocolates, so at least that disaster was averted.

Ashton's laugh rang out through the entire building, and I just pouted, as I peeled myself off of the ground.

Ashton sat the hot chocolate on the bench beside us, to help me finish standing up.

"This always happens to me." I groaned, feeling the blush creep up my neck.

"I honestly thought it would've happened earlier, so i'm not that surprised." He shrugged carelessly, sitting on the bench, next to the hot chocolate.

He began to peel off his skates, causing a wave of excitement to wash over me.

"Uh, are we done?" I said a little too excitedly.

"Yeah, we're taking this hot chocolate to-go." He chuckled, scooting over to make room for me on the small bench.

I smiled, and quickly went to work, undoing the death traps on my feet.

A/N: hi, you have permission to yell at me, because i suck at updating. I'M JUST STRESSED ABOUT COLLEGE, AND SHIT. i'm so old, i'm writing fucking college applications. if you're not a senior, enjoy it. junior year sucked, but like senior year is gross, because adulthood. anYWAY, GUYS, WTF??? guilty was nominated for a bromance award??? idek, how this happened, and i'm still confused, but oK THANKS TO WHOEVER ENTERED THIS FIC. *kisses everyone* um, so yeah this was supposed to have smut, but i decided on splitting it up into two chapters, so possible double update (don't count on it, bc it's mE). AGAIN, THANKS TO EACH AND EVERYONE ONE OF YOU WHO: VOTES, COMMENTS, AND READS. when i figure out more details on this nomination thingy, i'll let you know. love y'all.

-serena x