My Forever

Chapter 16- 'Like What You See, Baby?'

🌺Ashley's POV🌺

I wake up once again to bright lights.

Why do they want to blind their patients once they wake up?

Just wondering.

I look to my side and hear Mason snoring softly. I smiled and looked at his features.

His chin slightly covered in stubble and his eyelashes are a mile long! I smile to myself.

How did I get so lucky?

Why did I have to be 14? I could be older so that he can mark me and not be upset about it. But I know that I am too young to have sex.

I kissed Mason's forehead to try and wake him up. He didn't move

I kissed his cheek. He didn't move. I swear I saw him smile a little.

I kissed his lips and immediately he was hovering over me and we were making out. "You're awake!" I said happily.

"I have been."

"Since when?"

"Since you kissed my cheek." He smirked.

"I knew it! I knew it! I knew it!" I jumped a little pointing at him.

He chuckled, "Yeah, yeah." He leaned in and kissed me. I got up and walked to the dresser. I opened the shirt drawer and grabbed a tight yellow tank top and a black half shirt.

I opened my pants drawer and got out a pair of black super skinny jeans that made my butt look amazing.

I grabbed a pair of socks and my pair of black converse that my mom had brought me. I walked into the bathroom and got changed.

I walked out and brushed my hair. I sat down on the bed next to Mason and as soon as my legs were up on the bed and my back was up against my pillows, he had his arms around my waist and his head on my lap.

I started playing with his hair and it was surprisingly fun. His hair was long enough for me to tangle my fingers in and it was beautiful.

I stopped playing with it and said, "If you're going to come with me to P.T, you better get your ass dressed."

He groaned, "Fiiiiinnnnee."

"Good dog." I pat his head. He chuckled. He got up and walked to the dresser thing. He walked to the bathroom. A few minutes later he came out wearing black jeans that hung low on his hips, a blue long sleeved shirt that he rolled up to hue elbows, and black combat boots.

"Like what you see, baby?" He chuckled.

"Uuuummmmm...... No." His face dropped. He looked at me and walked over to one of the chairs and sat down with his elbows resting on his knees. He put his head in his hands and ran his hands through his hair. I kind of felt bad after that.

"Mason? Mas, I was joking, babe."

"I-I want you to like how I look. I want girls to be jealous of you because you have me. I-I know I'm not good enough for you, but- but I thought that I was starting to get better." He mumbled. He pouted a little and I got up.

I walked over to him and moved his hands and sat on his lap. He put his arms around my waist for extra support. "Mason, honey, you are good enough for me. You're too good for me actually. I don't like what I see..."

He looked up.

"I love it." He smiled and I kissed him and he kissed back. I pulled back and rested my forehead on his.

"And I love you." He said.

"I love you too Mason."