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Ash pov.

We where still in the bus. Everybody was awake now and having fun and laughig and all that shit while Janet was writing her long as story. I wanted to talk to her. Wanted to know her better. After our little 'moment' i wanted to do everything with her. Hug her. Play with her hair. Knowimg her better. Maybe if we did like the same music we could listen to it and jam along. Just...

Wow wtf Ashton, what are you doing..

I sight. I didn't understand myself at the moment..

I took my earphones and plugged them in and turned up the volume so i didn't hear anything but the music blasting my ears. It didn't even hurt as allot of people said. It actually felt good.
I closed my eyes and i felt alone. I finally did feel alone. All those people in the bus, all those different sounds just freak me out sometimes. I just need a moment at that point. Alone. Me and my music.

BMTH (Bring Me The Horizon) was blasting my ears beautifully as I felt a pad on my shoulder out of nowhere. I opened my eyes and i looked in those beautifull brown eyes. Janet her pencil fell and was under my chair, so i got it and gave it back. I really needed an conversation but I also needed silent.

"What are writing about?' i finally asked as I stopped the music. She looked up.

"Oh..uhh..nothing special, just kinda..writing down my creativity i gues" she said with a nervous laugh

"May I...?" I asked while pointing at the book. I wasn't sure if i should ask it but i wantwd to know her and her story.

"Uhm..wel..maybe if it's done okey? Its really shitty st the moment and im still writing so.." again with a awkward smile

"Okay thats cool. If you don't wanna show it its fine i mean, i'll do the same if someone asked me" i knew i shouldn't ask it

"Haha uhm you probally dont even understand those feelings" Janet replied with a now little bit bitchy voice

"Well actually, i do" i grabbed my notebook and opened it as i showed her the f.uck louds of full written papers.

"Oh.." she was a little shocked i gues. Well it doesn't really matter. I putted it back in my bag and wanted to plug in my earphones again but..

"Wait, uhm..can we like....have a conversation? I may sound weird but I like talkin to you wich ir really weird because i really don't talk that much to people but you'r different you know. Not in a wrong way just, i like you. I dont mean like like you, well maybe i do but yea i like you but. Uch whatever i'm....nevermind....forget what i just said." It was clear she was nervous but for what. Her cheeks where turning a bright pink and she looked down to her shoes, totally dissapointed in herself.

"Ofcourse we can talk, i mean, i like you too. Ur a nice person actually and this trip is gonna be long as f.uck so we have some time to spend on eachother i gues. Not in a wrong way i mean we have time to get to know eachother. Be friends?...maybe" i said with an awkward smile. Hopefully i didn't sound like an idiot.

Her face lighted up

"Yea ofcourse, i'd like to know you better. And yea, it'll be nice to be friends" she answered.

I looked in her beautifull hazel brown eyes as i started to feel wierd. But in a good way. I knew she was the person i needed in life. This tyoe friend. Or maybe..more

I felt the blood rush to my cheeks and i immediatly got shy and my smile turned awkward.
She smiled.

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