5SOS (dirty) Fan Fic

The party

*before I start I just want to say that I started writing this story in year 7 so it's been about two years and I don't know where the story was going but bare with me I'll try to fix it!!!!*

The sound of your phone's ring tone wakes you from your day dream. You reach over to the buzzing device to see a picture of Ashton lit up. You don't hesitate to swipe right.
"Hello"
"Hi , this is Y/N right?" Says a deep but gentle voice through the phone.
"Yeah it is, how are you?"
"Oh good" he laughs, "for a second I thought I got your number wrong and a random old man might pick up.
You laugh at his silly remark, "well I'm glad you didn't".

The light of the day begins to fade by the time you decide to tell Ashton that you ought to get off the phone and start making dinner. He stops you before you say good bye,
"Wait! Will you...ah... Would you like to come to a party with me tomorrow? I know it's late notice but I'd really like you to come".
"Yes I'd love to! Who's party?" You ask him.
"It's one of Callum's friends'. It's a pool party so don't forget your swimmers. I'll pick you up around 12 tomorrow."
You give him your address before ending the call. You're left in silence, his voice still ringing through your head.

You wake early the next day feeling excited but slightly nervous. The decision of which bathers to wear was the hardest one that day. You settle for a strappy  black top and bottoms that tie at the sides. A halter neck dress and a couple of cute rings finish off your outfit perfectly. Now to wait.

Ashton came a little before 12. You open the door and light floods in around him, making him glow from all angles. He flicks his hair to the side of his face and reaches his hand out towards you.
"Ready?" He asks you, beaming.
"Yep!" You reply, grabbing your bag from the counter. You take his hand, entwining your fingers with his.

He opens the car door for you, not wanting to let go of your hand. Before starting the car he leans towards you and says. "You look amazing today". You blush and lean in to kiss him on the cheek but he beats you to it and kisses you on the lips. His hand slides up your leg the other resting on your cheek. He smells like music instruments and deodorant, the two smells are nothing to swoon over normally but they excite you today.

You arrive to a large house surrounded by trees. Music rings out around the neighbourhood and the sound of people laughing and swimming fills your ears. Walking through the back yard you recognise a few people. Callum is standing next to the barbecue surrounded by a group of friends. He sees you and waves, giving Ashton a cheeky grin and a wink. Lying on a big blow up flamingo is Ava and next to her is a hunky, tanned boy with long blonde hair. You call out to her and she becomes you and Ashton over. You turn to Ashton but before you can say anything he drops his things and runs towards the pool, tucking his legs up underneath him. Water explodes from the pool, showering everyone in and around. He pops back up, laughing at the people who got soaked.
"Sorry, I probably should have warned you guys," he says laughing.
You pull off your dress and leave it next to your bag and Ashton's shirt. You run and jump over Ashton and pulling your hair out of your face under the water before surfacing. Ashton swims up to you, putting his arms around your waist, pulling you into his warm chest. He lets go slightly and you begin to pull away but before you free yourself he lifts you up out of the water and chucks you back in. You swim back over to him spluttering a little and he looks at you with big innocent eyes, his bottom lip curled over. You shake your head at him smiling. Water sprays up into his face as you glide your hand along the water. He does the same to you until the whole pool has become a frothing, foaming shower of people splashing and kicking.

The pool began to empty as the lights came on and the sky became dark. Aston floated on his back around and around the pool. He stopped when he got close to you, standing up and wading through the water until you could see each water droplet clinging to his hair. You reach out to him, sliding your hand over his broad shoulder. He does the same to you on your hip, his hand soft against your skin. His head rests against yours, noses touching. His lips drift down to meet yours. They connect with passion. He pulls you in close sliding his other hand along your back. You can feel his hips punching against you, his arms tensing, his heart beating slightly faster than usual. You pull away to look at him before reconnecting. He kisses you hard, biting your lip and playing with your hair. He begins to trail his lips down your neck to the top of your chest, lifting you out of the water slightly. You tip you me head back from the feeling of him kissing your chest. He stops at your breasts, leaving one small hicky under the strap of your bathing top. He eventually pulls you out of the water and wraps you in a towel, walking you over to the table where he introduces you to his friends.