Enchanted || 5sauce

Chapter Ten

We, myself and Ashton, ran around the aisles, giggling like little kids.

"PEANUT BUTTER CUPS?" He yelled, running towards me and throwing them straight into my trolley. I laughed, nodding. We'd been doing this for the past twenty minutes, finding food and just throwing it into my trolley.

"Get some apple juice!" I yelled at him, and he stopped mid-sprint, nearly falling into someone.

"Coming up!" He laughed, turning in the other direction and running off again.

I giggled, as I followed him slowly, apologising to the woman he'd nearly ran over. She said it was fine, and patted my arm, telling me I shouldn't apologise for my boyfriend's actions, because that was his job. I laughed, and tried to tell her that he wasn't my boyfriend, but she was already walking down a new aisle. Rude.

Ashton ran back towards me, stepping in real close to me. "I got you two, because apple juice is the best juice," he said softly, tossing them into the trolley.

I merely nodded, captivated by his eyes. They were just so pretty, adorably hazel and framed with the longest eyelashes I'd ever seen on a guy. We must've been on a slope or something, because suddenly his face was a lot closer to mine.

"You've got really pretty eyes," I whispered to him, and he chuckled slightly. I shivered as his eyes crinkled at the corners whilst he smiled broadly at me.

"Thank you, you've got a pretty everything," he whispered back, his eyes scanning over my face. They rested on my lips for a second longer than necessary, and I swear I stopped breathing completely at that moment. He started to lean in again, closing his eyes.

"A-are you...?" I stopped for a second to try to focus on my words. I took a step back from him, and he opened his eyes, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong? Do you have a boyfriend? Oh my god, I'm so sorry," he rambled onwards, and I just shook my head.

"W-were you going to k-kiss me?" I stuttered, and he nodded in return. "Oh. Oh. Well, uh, okay," I stepped forwards again and he chuckled, leaning in again, his eyes already shut.

We met halfway, and I smiled into the kiss. I never thought I'd have my first kiss in a supermarket, but here I was, lip-locking with Ashton, in no place other than there. We pulled back, him smirking and me blushing.

"Not your boyfriend my ass," the woman from earlier sneered, walking past.

I burst out into rounds of laughter, whereas Ashton just stood there, looking as confused as ever.

"Do you know her, or?" He asked, frowning slightly. I shook my head, still giggling lightly, and dragged him over to an open till.

"Don't worry about it."

~*~

I laughed again as we stepped into my apartment, making three boys shoot me a dirty look.

"SHH!" Calum screeched, "Katniss is about to volunteer," he continued, leaning forwards.

I laughed once more, trying to be more quiet, but this time it was at him. He was absolutely adorable. I waddled into the kitchen, with a load of bags in my hands, Ashton following me with a lot of bags also.

I placed my bags on a counter-top, then turning to smile at him. He smiled back, chuckling lowly in his throat.

"Ashtoooon!" A voice called from the doorway, and we both turned, finding Luke stood there. "I'm going to help Tia put the food away, I know The Hunger Games is one of your faves," he smiled at Ash, who smiled back, walking out of the kitchen, throwing a "Thanks!" over his shoulder.

Luke smiled broadly at me, grabbing a bag. "Ooh, peanut butter cups," he said, obviously approving on the treat. "Where d'ya want them?"

"Uh..." I looked around the kitchen, looking for somewhere to be my sweet cupboard. I pointed at one randomly, nodding to myself. "That one in the left corner, please and thank you."

He nodded too, opening the cupboard and throwing the treat in. He went back to the bag, and carried on unloading, just going on instinct. I watched him put mostly everything away, chewing on my bottom lip intently.

He'd changed so much, but at the same time, not at all. Puberty was obviously a fan of him, whereas I was obviously hated. He'd gotten so much taller, and I was still short. I was still sporting some baby fat, much to my own dismay, and he, well, damn.

I'd say I'd love to shove a McDonald's down his throat, but going by his current shape, his body would just turn any weight he gained straight into muscle. He wasn't big and bulky, with muscles the size of my head, he had just the right amount to cause a girl heart problems.

"You gonna help, or are you going to carry on being a creeper?" Luke chuckled, winking at me as he put some milk into the fridge.

"Sorry," I blushed furiously, and grabbed the nearest bag to me, finding it filled with tins. I headed over to a cupboard and attempted to open it, mumbling many colourful words under my breath as I realised I couldn't reach.

I swear I was never this short before. I reached upwards again, determined to open the cupboard. Damn you tall Australians, and your tall Australian ways. Fucking giants.

"Having a little trouble there?" A voice whispered right next to my ear, and I froze. Calm down, Tia, it's only Luke. You grew up with Luke. No need to get all excited.

Next thing I knew, arms were around my waist and I was being lifted so I could sit comfortably on the counter-top below the cupboard. I smiled widely at Luke, and he shot me his signature smirk.

"Thanks," I mumbled, blushing again. His smirk grew, and my blush darkened.

"Why do you always blush around me?" He asked. He placed his arm on the cupboard I was trying to get into, leaning against it casually, his thigh pressed against my knee. I was strangely aware of him, everything about him, every movement, every breath, just set off this weird radar in my mind, that was screaming "he's there Tia! He's right there!"

"B-because you make me nervous," I stuttered, cursing myself inwardly for allowing myself to do so. I need more self-control. Stutters are weird.

"What makes you nervous? Is it just meeting again nerves, or maybe our proximity?" He asked, leaning a little further in, and I felt myself completely flush.

"Well, that answers that," he chuckled dryly, opening my legs and stepping in between them, leaning into me again. I felt my blush get darker and darker as he leaned further in, stopping just as our lips were about to touch.

"I've always wanted to do this, y'know," he whispered, proceeding to close his eyes. I closed mine too, just in time to feel his lips press onto mine.

He pulled away three seconds after, simply making it a peck, which I was more than happy about.

"Let's get these tins put away, yeah?" He smiled at me, and I beamed back.

~*~

Gonna leave it there idk what else to write right now. There's more on the way though, promise.

SHE KISSED ASHTON AND LUKE OOPSIE DAISY, WHY DO IT TIA? WHYYYYYYYY?

I always seem to write my author notes in capitals, wow. This seems more logical I suppose. Feel like I'm not yelling at you all, even though I was never yelling, just excited. Is it weird to be excited about my own writing.

Uhm. Hi. So, I wanna start dedicating chapters to people, so, idk, um, I could be really cliché right now and go all "best comment" but cba. So, idk, dedication to a new commenter? Seem fair?

Commenter, is that even a word?

I don't even know.

UhKayBye.

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