Where Broken Hearts Go // EDITED

19

Izzy Newman

"Ashton, do you ever think about what our lives would be like if we hadn't found each other?"

It was now April, 3 months after the incident at the beach. Ashton had come over after school and I was sitting on his lap, my head leaning against his shoulder.

"No, not really. I'm just so glad that I did find you, or my life would be a mess right now." He giggled.

"Seriously, if I hadn't met you that first day of school, I don't know where I'd be. I'm actually scared to think about where I'd be without you, and the group, of course. I would've gotten my heart broken, lost my best friends, and had no one to turn to. I would've been all alone." I said truthfully, shuddering at the thought of what could've been.

"But babe, you're not alone. Don't imagine what would've happened, because it didn't." Ashton lifted his hand up to my cheek, and I felt my face warm up underneath it. I smiled as my right hand greeted Ashton's, lightly stroking his hand.

"You're right. I should focus on how lucky I am to have all you guys, and that I have the most wonderful boyfriend in the world, that loves me even though I have a million flaws."

"You may think that you have imperfections, but to me, they're what make you perfect." Ashton's hands moved from my favs to my waist, grasping them as he closed the smallest gap of space that was left between us.  His lips pulled and tugged against mine, becoming more aggressive by the second. Our tongues tangled together in each other's mouths, as my hands roamed all over Ashton's chest. The fabric of his white graphic t-shirt was soft, but I was aching to feel his bare chest.  A soft moan escaped from Ashton's lips, and I knew I wanted to hear more. His kisses shifted from my lips to my neck, leaving my lips in dismay but my neck tickled I'm delight. As he sucked on the sweet spot nearing my collarbone, my body grew increasingly hot, and I knew I wanted much more than what Ashton was currently giving to me.

"Ashton." I said.

"Hmm?" He said in between a kiss.

"Ashton, I-I think I'm ready."

His head lifted up from my neck, and he looked at me dead in the eye.

"Are you talking about what I think you're talking about?" He asked, looking hopeful but somewhat stunned, and I nodded.

"Are you sure, babe?" He questioned.

"I'm sure. Ash, I'm so in love with you, I think I'm ready to take it to the next level. I wouldn't rather do this with anybody else. I gave him a reassuring half-smile.

"Aren't your parents here?"

"Nope, I'm home alone. We have this whole place to ourselves."

"Well then, why don't we take this upstairs?" He picked me up quickly, attempting not to drop me as he rushed up the stairs, eager to begin. When we arrived at my bedroom, he set me down gently on my bed before closing the door.

"I can't believe we're going to do this." I said as he sat down next to me.

"Me either. I guess this is my last moment of true innocence or whatever."

"Wait, Ashton, are you a virgin too?"

"Well, back in Australia, about a year before I came here, I had a girlfriend. I was so happy that a girl had actually liked me, I rushed things and we were about to have sex after a couple weeks of dating. We were about to do it, but back then I was pretty inexperienced and nervous so I bailed out. She got annoyed and left."