I kept thinking about the kiss that Ashton and I shared. How i felt. How his lips molded perfectly with mine. This may sound cheesy but it felt as if we were meant to be. Nothing like how i felt with Justin.
It was an early sunday morning and i had work at 10am.
I groaned loudly as i reluctantly threw my sheets towards the wall infront of me and got out of bed.
The cold air hit me and i shivered slightly when my feet touched the floor. I slipped into my home slippers and walked to the bathroom for a quick rinse.
After rinsing and slipping into my overalls, i checked my phone. I got a message from Ashton!
From: Ash xx
Hey Beth, I was thinking we could meet up today? Let's clear the air.
xoxo, Ash.
I breathed out a sigh of reflief and agreed on meeting with him. We agreed to meet at my house at 7pm.
Putting my phone aside, I walked to work. I thought about Ashton. And Justin. Who did i want? Was it necessary for me to pick? If i chose Ashton wouldn't it be hard? With his career and everything? Thoughts like these kept buzzing around my head.
I had 15 more minutes before i started work so i decided to call Justin and be honest with him.
He answered on the 3rd ring.
Him: Hey Beth! I've been wanting to call you.
Me :Hey Jus, yeah. Well what's up?
Him: Nothing much. How's it like being all alone?
Me: I've got company. His name is Ashton and he's from a band.
Him: Ashton Irwin? Holy shit he's famous around here.
Me: Wow , i see. But he's been fun and entertaining. I'm not exactly alone.
Him: That's great. I've met someone here too. Her name is Perth. You must meet her one day!
Me: Sure. Okay got to go! Bye.
I cut the line without letting him continue. I decided that I will tell him what i feel in real and not simply over a phone.
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