Black or White {on hold}

Chapter 8

     We crash to the ground just as a huge branch hits the Earth with a hollow boom and soon catches fire.
     Exactly like Asher said would happen, what the hell am I?

      Asher is still laying on top of me, with his elbows supporting his weight on either side of my head. "Uh, Asher?" In attempt to get him off of me, I buck my hips. He doesn't even budge. "I'm not getting up until I know, for sure, that your calm. And that could take a while." He states with a slight smirk on his gorgeous face.

     Suddenly a flash of bright red desire bursts around us, I'm not sure what that means, but when I look up at Asher, I'm pretty sure it means what I was thinking. He pushes even closer to me, and I'm not sure if that's even possible, and stares deep into my soul.

       As if he found what he was looking for, his eyes flick down to my slightly parted lips, and I can't help but feel my heart to beat so hard that it'll burst out of my chest. Asher leans in, slowly, teasing me, perhaps. I huff, roll my eyes, and crash my lips to his. It's passionate, full of desire, and desperate, as if we will never see each other again. I feel his friend stir, and I pull away, and laugh lightly. He looks at me in confusion before he realizes what I'm laughing about.

   When I see a slight pink tinge his cheeks, I gush internally. "I'm sorry," he apologizes, when I look at him in confusion he explains further, "I'm already 19, my feelings for you are way too strong, and I'll have to try to control, you know," his words fade off, and I automatically know what he's talking about. You know you don't want him to 'control it' oh shut up will you, I bet he can hear our conversation! I look at his face and he has an amused smile on his face. I told you, you idiot. "You heard that didn't you?" I ask him just to convince myself that I was right. "Every word, babe."