The Garage Band》A.I.《

Chapter 18

After we replied to the all the texts we got from the boys, Luke went back to his room and I drifted in and out of a dreamless sleep. I awoke around 3.00 and started to drift back off when I heard another noise at my window, this had happened a few times and every time I cursed the damn birds and fell back to sleep. But this time, I'd had damn near enough.

I groggily pulled myself out of my bed. I stumbled. I'm not too good with mornings. I zapped the curtain back as fast as I could trying to scare that bloody bird before the morning ogre in me comes out, and I scream bloody murder at the freaking thing.

When I open my window, I look to the yard, poised to attack. When someone jumps in my view and scares the living daylights out of me. I let out a little scream and am frozen in place. My limbs actting traitorously and adrenaline pumping. The figure, cloaked in the darkness of my room, steps through my window and takes in my shock.

"Jeese Lylla, are you okay?" The figure asks, the shock subsides when I take Ashton's hand up. I smile at him and when I re-gain my composure ask, "Not that I don't love to see you, but what were you doing at three in the morning on my roof?" Asha scratches the back of his neck. "Well, I came to say 'Happy Birthday' to my girlfriend." he smiles, looking sheepish. "Thankyou, that was very sweet of you." I blush, looking downward. "Oh no, not you. I meant my other girlfriend down the street..."

He started to giggle when I playfully punched him repeatidly, laughing. "How long have you been out there?" I asked when we'd stopped playfighting. "Since twelve." Ash answered sheepishly, blushing. "Why didn't you just call me, then you wouldn't have had to stay out there so long?" I questioned the motives of my cute-but-sometimes-an-idiot boyfriend. Ash turned a deeper red. "That wouldn't be as romantic..." He quietly trailed off as I invertedly awed. Ash studyed the ground, as I tried not to giggle. But I couldn't seem to help myself. "Oh Ash,why are you so adorable?" I smiled at him. "Why are you so beautiful?", he smirked. Taking a step toward me. "Touché." I say, sending back the smirk and taking a step toward him.

As soon as we were face to face Ash put his lips on mine. I wrapped my arms around his neck, deepening the kiss. "Stop teasing me." Ash groaned againist my lips. I tugged on his curls, making him tilt his head back so I could leave a trail of kisses down his jaw. When I moved back up to his mouth he slid his tongue along my bottom lip, I moved with him. Ash tapped my thighs, signally me to hop just to which I obliged. Ash caught me without a loss of contact.

He laid me down on my bed, and pulled away to brace himself, with his arms near my head. I looked up at him, his eyes a feral gold, hair disheveled, breathless. My hand lifted upon it's own accord to his full, pink lips. I cupped his cheek, which he leaned into. Briefly fluttering his eyes closed, slightly turning his head to kiss my palm. He turns back and opens his eyes again to stare into mine. I grazed my thumb along his lips, then moved my hand to the back of his head again, guiding him back to my lips. His eyelids fluttered closed again a second before mine followed suit.

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I woke up again, to daylight filtering through the curtains. I chewed my lip, thinking back to making out with Ash this morning, hearing his light snores beside me. Asha's arms were wrapped around my waist, from my right side. His head tucked into the space where my neck meets my shoulder. He let out a loud snore and shifted nuzzling into my neck.

I smiled, and kissed his forehead. Ash pecked my collarbone. "Goodmorning beautiful." he said in an adorable, groggy voice, rubbing his eyes and moving to look at me. "Goodmorning Asha." I smiled at him, contented. "Happy birthday babe."