Mr.you

Camilla

Wow he was a hottie. I walk along the street only Ashton on my mind. I nearly trip over a rock until someone catches me a hand around my waist. It makes me feel dirty like every other person who has touched me since the accident. The accident that everyone in my small town blames me for. I look up to see who caught me and see it's officer reynolds who was there for me the night of the accident. Who believed that it wasn't my fault. "Hey officer" i murmur in a small voice that's been how i have talked since i found out my mom ran away from home. "Hey, so how's mommy dearest hunting go?" I shrug my shoulder really wishing i didn't have to talk to anyone but hat hottie Ashton. "Well just know i can be of help if you need me." Officer reynolds has been the only one from this town i kept in touch with whenever i fled this dreadful town. "Thanks officer" officer reynolds is like my older brother, he is two years older then me and has lived here since he was just a tiny fella. "No problem, keep in touch okay?" I nod " K" i respond and make my way towards town, in which i stop at 'Marie's stop and shop'. I grab a tub of vanilla ice cream, a plastic spoon, and a bottle of  barefoot chardonnay white wine. Bringing it up to the counter where a girl to the looks of about 18 scans my items and bags them. "Twelve fifty" she says in her mono tone voice. I hand her a twenty and she hands me back seven fifty. "Thanks" i take my items and trudge back home. Where i sit and eat my ice cream drinking me Barefoot white chardonnay white wine. Later that night i crawl under my covers in my old room which has pictures of Zac Efron and doctor who posters spread out.

The next morning i am awoken to the sound of my alarm o'clock screaming at me to wake up. Pulling myself into a sitting position i check my phone to see the time '6:40 am' in big bolded black letters. I check my wishbone for a few minutes before i pull myself out of bed. Stretching i make my way to my bathroom in which i take a super hot shower that's so hot it almost hurts. Then after that i step out wrapping a towel round my torso, walking out into my room in which i then pull out black combat boots, a tight black crop top that shows my curves and lastly some black ripped jeans.

I walk along the sidewalk looking down so that my silky brown hair covers my face as i text officer reynolds about my missing mother who is a drug addict. When i run into a hard body stumbling to where i would have fallen if a arm didn't slink round my waist. I am surprised by the fact that i don't feel dirty by the masculine touch. I look up to see who my captor is to see Ashton the man i couldn't get out of my head. Today he's wearing blue jeans and cowboy boots with a crisp white shirt. Today he doesn't have sam in his hand but instead he has a book in his left hand and a coffee in his right. An embarrassed blush creeps up my neck and onto my cheeks. "I-i'm so sorry I-i W-wasn't P-paying attention to where i was walking. I stutter out nervously biting my lip. He chuckles his green eyes lighting up turning a jade green. I laugh softly too until we are both laughing like maniacs. He clears his throat and smiles at me softly with a warm welcoming gaze. "I am sorry i was reading and i wasn't paying attention it so wasn't you're fault camilla." My name rolls off his name like i'm in heaven. "Well Ashton i would say it is both of our faults" he smiles and nods thoughtfully. "It sure is now what are ya doing out here so early. I don't tell him about the dream that plagued my sleep last night instead i say " just decided to take awake since i woke up early." I bite my lip nervously awaiting his reply. "At 7:20 am?" I nod. "Yeah just heading for town now to get a few items for the day" i mentally wish he'd ask to go with, but much to my disappointment he doesn't instead he tips his black cowboy hat at me that has a braid along the inside part of the hat. And walks away whistling some tune that seem familiar.