Bad boys ain't no good, good boys ain't no fun

13. Blurred lines

When i came to my house everything was completely normal. My dad was in his room and Meg wasn't at home. I was bored just sitting in my room and watching stupid TV shows so i decided to call Ashton and hang out at his house a little. He sounded cool with it. He wasn't really thrilled since i woke him up (who the hell sleeps till two p.m.??!) but he was certanly surprised and happy that i've called. I took my phone and told my dad that i was heading to Ashton's place. He looked alittle out of place but he let me go anyway. He seemed so absent and in his own world that it scared me. He should certanly start to see another women after so many years. I felt a little worried for him but my worries went away as soon as i stepped into Ashton's amazing house. It was very quiet, except for the TV playing in the background. "Hello?" i said breaking my voice. Everything was still quiet. God, Ashton might have fallen back asleep. That moron. I was walking up the stairs, trying to find his room. All of a sudden he showed up out of the corner and bumped at me. A loud scream spread around the house. After a second i noticed i was the one who was screaming.

"Jesus, Kylie. Do you want me to go deaf?" Ashton asked and picked his ear. A sound of relief came out of my mouth as i hugged him. After a while he hugged me back.

"I'm so happy to see you!" i said and smiled. He smiled back and we went downstairs. "You look like crap." i said and sat on one of the cairs around the kitchen island.

"I know, i came home at seven in the morning." Ashton said and shrugged on the chair opposite mine.

"What were you doing there for such a long time?" i asked surprised. I went home at one in the morning and Ashton was pretty wasted then already. I can only imagine how much worse it got afterwards.

"I don't remember." he said and sighed. I looked at him in disbelieve. "The last thing i remember is you leaving and me grabbing another bottle of vodka." I laughed and friendly tapped his shoulder.

"Want me to make you breakfast?" i asked and stand up.

"Stop mentioning food or i'm going to throw up." he says and we both laugh. "You can cook, though?" he asked surprised after awhile. I nooded.

"Sure, i can." i said and stood up to get a glass of water. I suddenly felt the urge to tell Ashton about what Meg thought about him. I thought it was stupid and rude to keep him in the dark. It was a month or more of him running after her and her ignorning and hurting him. I thought it was right to let him know. "Ash, i need to tell you something." i said and then i told him everything from the start. He looked a little hurt but not surprised or mad. 

"I know." he said and shrugged his shoulders. A moment of silence stepped in and then he grabbed me over the kitchen island and kissed me. I instantly pushed him away and stumbeled on my feet until i awkwardly fell on my butt. My eyes were wide open in shock. I couldn't believe he actually kissed me! He was still leaning overt the clean marble surface looking at me. I didn't know what to say. I was shocked and hurt. What the hell was he doing. Did he just kiss me because he couldn't kiss Meg and he figured it would be almost the same since we're sisters?!

"I better go." i said and stood up. I wanted to slap him but after all he was probably as confused as i was.

"Kylie, wait." he said and ran after me. 

"There is nothing to keep me here." i said a little too harsh. He gently grabbed my arm. 

"I'm sorry. I just tought you liked me." he said and looked me in the eyes. Don't get me wrong. He was an extremely handsome guy and since he was in the baseball team he gained quite some muscles aswell. I just happened to like Blake.

"No, Ash," i start. "you thought being with me, would be the same as being with Meg. But i can guarantee you that we are nothing alike." He loosend the grip on my arm and moved back a little. It looked like he realised i was right and guilt was now visible in his hazel eyes.