The Kiss

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I walked back. I didn't know what to say! Ashton...my kidnapper...just kissed me! He is supposed to order me to do things for him and do mean things to me an torture me. NOT BE MY BOYFRIEND!!!

"Ashton.... I understand that I'm your maid, but that doesn't mean that you can be my boyfriend. Remember....You kidnapped me." I explained to him. He looked at me, said 'okay' and sadly walked away.

I still have yet to make Michael's sandwich. Okay....bread, vegemite. Alright. now I feel sad. I put down the butter knife and walked to Ashton's room. 'knock,knock', "Come in!" Ashton yelled.

I opened the door and saw Ashton laying on his bed, curled up in a little ball. I walked in and sat next to him. I started rubbing his back."Look, I know you're sad. I was still traumatized from last night. I'm sorry. Now look at me." I said and he looked at me. I kissed him. His lips were soft and a sweet kisser. He tasted like candy. Like a strawberry flavoured Laffy Taffy.

"Ashley! what the hell do you think you're doing?!?! Get back to work! And don't let me catch you flirting with Ashton again!" Said Luke."Yes sir." I walked by Luke and felt a really painful tug on my hair.

"Luke, please let go of my hair." I asked politely. yet again, I tried my hardest not so sound annoyed. "LUKE, LET GO OF HER HAIR YOU CAN'T BLAME ANYONE FOR KILLING YOUR PARENTS!!! tHE GODDAMN KILLER IS IN JAIL FOR 2ND DEGREE MURDER AND HAS 12 LIFETIMES IN JAIL OOPS" Wow... That's why Luke is alway so mean. He blames everyone for the killings of his parents. I guess he loved his parents to death.... Michael come running in the livingroom where we all were. "What the hell Ashton?!?! You know that makes sentimental!!!!" Michael said.

Calum came through the front door. Luke let go of my hair and I ran to Calum's arms and started crying. "Hey guys, I just came to say that the police are doing search patrol." Calum said. I raised said my head and asked . What's search patrol?" Ashton was the first to talk. "It's when the police go to the police go to the houses that are owned by criminals and people who are not criminal. They check if you have any drugs or have any drugs or hiding anything."

I Heard banging on the door. My heart was racing so I ran in Ashton's room.



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