Labels│simon minter / ashley marie surcombe

XIII. "oops"

if you listen close enough you can hear me screaming at the existence of that photo because dAMN

that was when they were in vegas about to head to a club im so glad i have snapchat to keep up with this kind of stuff :))))

btw there's really cringey smut in this chapter soooo beware it's really bad

+Simon+

I decide to stay at Ashley's house for the night, despite the fear biting at my conscious that her crazed mum might return earlier from her trip out of the country. Ash convinced me that she absolutely wouldn't come back early, but I still have a bit of doubt lingering around.

And me spending the night was basically me laying my head in her lap and serving as a support for her book until 15 to 11 at night, though it didn't bother me as much as I had anticipated it would've. As soon as I felt her relax and go limp, I carefully sat up and took the book from her, placing it on the bedside table and reached over her to turn off the light.

I slowly move away from her to get off the bed, but her body had shifted in a position that stopped me from going anywhere without waking her from her dreams. She had subconsciously draped her arm over my torso and placed her leg a bit over mine. I feel her cuddle up closer to me and in turn triggering my cheeks to flare up, which was probably visible through the darkness.

I had no choice but to stay where I was. Waking her up was not an option because I figured out a while ago that depriving a girl of sleep is the equivalent to desperately asking for a black eye. 

I settle into a comfortable position and end up moving closer to the small but vibrant girl. I eventually fall asleep, and pretty peacefully I might add. Minus the part with her sister shrieking at 7 am and abruptly waking us up.

"Ashley! What in heavens are you doing?!" her twin cries in surprise and shock.

"No-It's not what you think," Ashley says quickly and her brown eyes suddenly widen as she jumps out of the bed, wincing from the pain of standing up.

"Not what I think? Well, you better have a pretty damn good explanation for this, Ash," the blonde says with a stern look on her still shocked face.

"I let Simon come over and he stayed the night and..." She looks over at me with a distressed expression to help her out.

"We were both sitting on the bed and she fell asleep on me, and I didn't move because I refused to wake her up," I finish for her and calmly climb out of her tangled bed. Tara's sky blue eyes flickers between us as if searching for a reason not to believe us.

"I trust you to not lie to me Ashley," Tara says slowly and her eyes lie on me, which held an enormous amount of doubt.

"You have better not done anything to hurt her or I will tie those bedsheets to your neck with and choke you without mercy," the girl spat and glares at me.

"Allow her, she's a bit overprotective," Ashley apologizes after her sister dramatically shuts the door and storms away from the room.

"A bit?" I scoff playfully. "That's a bit of an understatement unless being choked by bed sheets aren't very threatening to you."

"Okay, she's a bit mad whenever it comes to defending me, but it's a normal sister thing."

"Right," I say and chip in to help Ashley straighten up her bed.