There's a Fine Line Between Love and Hate

Chapter 9: Photo Booth Memories

Recap:

He makes his way over to "our" bed and lays down next to me. I feel him get under the blankets with me. It instantly feels warm. I feel his back press up against mine. I can't sleep like this, I think. I flip over so that my face is facing his back, and I grip onto his bicep. I close my eyes and grip a little tighter. I feel him lean over and look at me. I let go of his arm and turn away from him. Ok that was weird I thought he'd want to cuddle never mind then, I think rolling my eyes. I close my eyes and try to fall asleep. I'm just about asleep when I feel two arms snake around my waist and pull me closer to him. I intertwine our legs and smile. I snuggle more under the blankets and drift off into just a peaceful sleep with Asher as my last thoughts.
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I wake still intertwined with Asher. I smile and close my eyes again. I cuddle father into the blanket and drift off to sleep.
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"Ryleigh." I hear a faint voice say. "Ryleigh." I hear again but this time they shake me.
"Yes yes. I'm up." I say opening my eyes and rubbing them. I sit up and find Asher sitting next to me. I pick up my phone and see there's a text from Landon and it's 10:36. I place my phone back down and yawn.
"Hello sleeping beauty." Asher saying flashing his wonderful smiling.
"Hello." I answer while standing up and stretching. As I stretch I see all the boys picking up their beds and folding the blankets. I decide to do the same thing just to help out. I tell Asher to get up and I start folding the blankets. I finish that and hobble on into the kitchen. I see there's pancakes and bacon already made on a plate. I don't wanna assume it's mine so I just pass over it.
"Oh, Ryleigh! The pancakes and bacon are there for you." Kirkland yells to me.
"Thanks!" I call back. I pick them up and walk over to the island. I start eating and scrolling through Instagram. As I come across a picture of Keenan Rimer. He's a guy I went to school with in Australia. I had the biggest crush on him when I moved there. He has black hair and beautiful blue eyes. He's just perfect. But not as perfect as Asher. No one can be.
"Who's that? You're boyfriend?" I hear behind me. I see Luke standing there with a smirk on his face.
"Umm... No. I'm single. Just some guy I went to school with in Australia." I say liking his pic and scrolling past it.
"Good to know." He says putting his hand around my waist and then dragging his fingers across my back and to my other hip. He smirks at me as he walks away. I'm left there dumbfound. I roll my eyes and just turn my attention back to my phone.
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"See you guys! It was great meeting you." I say smiling. Me and Asher have to leave cause Asher's dad called us home.
"You too!" Kirkland says.
"Well I'll see you guys again." I say as me and Asher walk out the door. He wraps his arm around my shoulder while spinning his keys. We reach his car and I get in the passenger seat. He gets in and starts the car.
"Do you think they liked me?" I ask as he pulls out of the driveway.
"Umm... I think they loved you." He says while driving down the street.
"You think so?"
"I know so." He states while ending the conversation. The whole way home we just talk about random things that come to mind.
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I'm just dancing and singing around my room while cleaning up. I've only been at Asher's a week but my room looks like a bomb went off.

"Hello from the other side
I must've called a thousand times
To tell you I'm sorry, for everything that I've done
But when I call you never seem to be home
Hello from the outside
At least I can say that I've tried
To tell you I'm sorry, for breaking your heart
But it don't matter, it clearly doesn't tear you apart anymore." I sing with Adele while throwing all my dirty clothes in the hamper. I'm just tidying up my desk when I hear a knock on my door.
"Come in." I say without even looking at the door.
"Hey. I've gotta question." I hear Asher say from behind me. How did I know it was him, I ask myself.
"Shoot." I say while turning around to face him. He's wearing a black Adidas hoodie, olive green joggers, and white cropped vans. Why does he always have to look so hot, I think while basically eye raping him.
"Wanna go to the mall baby?" He asks smirking at me. I instantly get butterflies.
"Sure let me just get dressed." I say while looking down at my outfit. I'm wearing spandex, an old Nike muscle tee and my hairs thrown up in a messy bun.
"You look amazing like that." He says looking me up and down.
"Shut up! Let me get ready. I'll meet you downstairs when I'm ready." I say rolling my eyes while he walks out my room.
I throw the last of my dirty clothes in the hamper and then head to my dresser. I pull out a beige high necked cropped cami and simple blue cuffed shorts. I head into the bathroom across the hall and lock the door. I strip down and put on my shorts and cami. I pull my hair out of its bun and shake it out. The bun made beautiful beachy waves but it's just a little flat. I grab my dry shampoo and just spray a little in my roots. I shake my hair out and it's all better. I go to pull out my makeup bag and it's not there. I walk out the door and walk back into my bedroom. I see it on my nightstand. I grab it and head back into the bathroom. I unzip it and start doing my makeup. I'm going for a natural look cause this isn't a fashion show.