We reached home after the one hour drive from the airport.
Ashton, being a gentleman, which was surprising to me, brought my bags into the house for me again.
What happened when I was gone? Something must had possessed in him.
I shook my head and followed behind Ashton to my home.
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"Why are u still doing here, Ashton?" I asked while folding my arms, glaring at him.
"Why can't I be here? This is practically my second home." He said while sitting on my favourite sofa with both of his arms wide open on it.
Sitting like a king and he was far from it.
"Not when I am here. So get out now." I pointed towards the door and tap my foot impatiently.
"No!" He smirked at me as if saying what can you do now?
I grabbed one of his arm on the sofa and began to drag him up. But god dammit, he was so heavy like a rock.
"Get up , you ass!!!!" I dragged him up with more strength and my face was getting redder. He simply smirked more.
"Come on, get up Ash and get out. I can take care of myself." I finally gave up and dropped his arm.
"Who said I was taking care of you? Remember I said this is my second home so practically I can come and go as I please."
"You are so annoying Ashton. I think I will just forced you to get up and out." Now, I was smirking at him and he raised his eyebrows.
I knew his weak point.
I began to tickle his sides with each one of my knee pinned beside both side of his waist and he started to laugh. His arms dropped from the sofa to grab my wrists and stopped me from tickling him.
We were so close as we gazed into each other's eyes. I felt him getting closer. Too close to be exact. But I didn't mind it.
I waited but he suddenly pulled away dropping his hold on my wrists. I was still sort of straggling him.
Sort of was the keyword there.
I was going to get off of him when I was stopped by my dad's voice.
"Ellie! We are b-" And he stopped as he looked at both of us in a very wrong position as if we had been making out or something. Ashton's shirt was wrinkled from my tickling but I doubt that my dad would believed us.
We looked at each other and I quickly got off him. Ashton quickly stood beside me.
"It wasn't what you think, Dad!" I explained and my Dad surprisingly did not looked angry at all.
"Finally, you two are together!" He clapped his hands and hugged both of us together. We both looked at each other with a shocked expression on our faces.
We pulled away and I said. " We are not a couple."
"But you sure looked like it just now, Ellie." My Dad laughed while I frowned.
"We are not." I argued.
"You are not what?" A new voice said and revealed to be my Mum who was wearing her work outfit, black long pants with a white blouse and a black coat over it.
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Creating Memories
Teen FictionElise Galen is finally back for good to her hometown, Roseville. While in Roseville, there is Elise's childhood friend, Ashton Parker, who loves to play pranks and tease her. What will happen this holiday with Elise and Ashton? Let's find out. -----