***Asa's POV***
I knocked on the door, balancing the lattes in my hand. The cold was biting at my nose and my face was paler now that it's winter. Then she opened the door. Her hair was tied up and her skin tone was a gorgeous gold with her eyes gleaming. I stared at her stunned when she raised her eyebrows and laughed.
"Uh, Asa?" she waves her hand in front of me.
"Oh-u-uh. I brought us coffee." I stutter.
Very smooth. How can I talk to girls on set but I can just barely make conversation with her?
"Okay so tell me the movie your showing me again?" she asks, sipping on her latte and plops down on the couch. Her shirt flops down just a tad so I can see the lace of her undergarment and she makes her frumpy sweatpants look great. My cheeks turn slightly crimson.
"Well I acted in it when I was a kid. It's called the Boy in the Striped Pajamas. Ever heard of it?" I ask and readjust my glasses. I sit down too and she snuggles into me.
"Nope. Sadly, but let's watch it huh?" she searches it on Netflix and about 2 hours later she sits there shocked. Her mouth is wide open. Throughout the movie she practically strangles me to tell her what happened but I just shake my head. She slowly turns to me and I see a tear escape.
"I never cry. Very rarely do I and this just. That was so..." And then I'm hugging her and she sighs into my chest and repeats why over and over again. Then suddenly her lips are on mine and I kiss her back.
"Thank...god your....actually...alive." she whispers in between breaths and kisses me harder. I smile and once we are done we watch more movies and she falls asleep on my chest and I kiss her forehead lightly and cover us both with a blanket. Eventually after the sun breaks through the sky I wake and realize she is gone. In a few minutes she's back and her face is burning. I realize that I have a different blanket on me than the night before. She smiles and says,
"Girls probs. Sorry." She shyly looks away and I look under the blanket to my pants. Thank God it didn't leak through.
"Haha it's alright. I'll live." I kiss her forehead.
"I'm guessing you want Chinese and ice cream." I smirk.
"God your good. Fried rice remember." she smiles and leans on me.
"Wouldn't dare of forgetting." I wink at her.
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why me? an Asa Butterfield Fanfiction
Teen FictionFaye, a mysterious girl with a dream to get a way from home and pain. She's lost someone close to her. Asa, the gorgeous boy who helps her find herself. And doesn't waste a heartbeat in expressing himself. Will these two both find a balance or wil...
