sixteen | afi

Chapter Two

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Ella's P.O.V.

This had to be the alcohol talking. In my everyday life I never would have done anything like this. I barely knew Ashton's name yet I ask him to dance.

Oh well, it's done. Might as well fuck it and have a good time.

Getting to the edge of the crowd, the dancing bodies allowed me and Ashton I slip through. I turned back to look at him and he was still glowing like a ray of sunshine, the white of his smile catching the black lights.

We had gotten to a good point in the crowd when I stopped and let go of his hand. I turned to face him and smiled.

I started swaying side to side, letting the music envelop me and control my actions. Slowly but surely Ashton copied my movements and soon we were dancing in sync.

As the crowd surged and got more excited, the people around us stopped allowing room, forcing me and Ashton closer. Our bodies had mere inches to spare before they touched.

Music only got louder. I felt the champagne take the last of my control away and I slung my arms around Ashton's neck, eliminating the remaining space between us.

I looked up into his eyes, his startled, confused eyes, and yelled over the beat.

"You should take having fun into consideration!"

He gave me a sideways smile and hollered back.

"I am having fun! I'm dancing with you."

Was it this boys life mission to say adorable things? God when's he going to stop.

"Then act like you actually want to be here, dancing with me."

His welcoming smile turned into an alluring smirk as he placed his hands lightly on my hips and leaned in. His lips just grazed my ear as he spoke.

"Okay." He murmured tauntingly.

Ashton's P.O.V.

"Okay." I whispered into Ella's ear.

I hope I wasn't giving her the wrong idea. Even this, dancing with her, touching her like this, was pushing the limits for me. She was barely 16. Yet, as we danced, I couldn't help but feel like I'd known her a thousand years.

Just as I was getting comfortable with my situation, the music stopped completely. There were cries of objection until Calum announced,

"As you may or may not know, the clock has struck 10:00 , which, means that all the paint, drinks, and the rooms around the warehouse are open to you, the guests, without restriction. Now everyone, go."

The moment the last of his words boomed off the mic, it was pandemonium. People rushed to various places, the bar, to get paint, upstairs. Many people started to take the party outside, leaving only about a hundred people inside still. The music reappeared and Ella turned to face me once more.

"Oh shit, I forgot about the free-for-all."
She said laughing.

I raised an eyebrow. "Free-for-all? Ella what are you talking about?"

She smiled and started getting really excited. "Ashton, nothing is under control. The bar, the paint, everyone has access to everything. It's going to get absolutely insane here in a few minutes."