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*Ashley's POV*
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"Sorry, um, I guess it's just us." Spike- Kevin- says awkwardly.
"That's okay," I say, shrugging. He nods and hands me a black plastic bowl, the kind that Panda Express delivers with. I remove the plastic covering and take the fork he offers me. I take a seat on on of the couches and he sits on the other side, their is only about a foot of space between us. We eat in silence for a few seconds, before he clears his throat.
"So, what... Ummm..... " he stops talking as I look at him. He blinks and shakes his head before continuing "w-what collage are you going to, if your going to one, that is." He's so hot. Wait. What. No, I'm not feeling things for him. Am I?
"Ummm.... New York film academy. What about you, where are you going?" I say pulling my self out of my daze. He smiles at me.
"S-" he's interrupted by Travis and what I assume to be Julie having a vertical wrestling match, with their tongues. The couple start to make their way over to the couch that we were siting on. Spike grabs my hand, and yanks me off the couch and quickly we make our escape to the stairs, our food in our free hands. As we walk past a door 3 down from Spike's, a loud moan comes from the other side. Spike snorts, opening the door of his room for me. He shuts it behind himself, and goes to sit on the bed. He pats the bed beside him, inviting me to sit with him.
We sit and eat in silence for a few minutes, until we're both finished. He takes my trash from me and throws it away in the bin next to the door. He turns toward me, and smiles when he catches me staring. He walks slowly over. I rise my eyebrow at his amused expression. He stops once he's standing in front of me, his legs brushing my knees.
He places his hands on either side of my hips, and leans forward, making me lean back. He moves his hands to either side of my head, once I am flat on my back under him, my legs hanging off the edge of the bed. He laughs at my expression. And leans down, to the point that we are an inch from touching noses.
"Where you checking me out?" He whispers mockingly, touching his nose to mine. His breath is on my lips.
"Maybe," I whisper back, trying to keep my voice even. He laughs and pulls back.
"I'll take the floor." I sit up automatically. He smirks at my reaction. "Didn't i tell you?" He says innocently, "we're sharing since the twins are taking the guest room" what twins? "You know, the younger ones that helped save you."
"Thank you, for that. By the way." I say, embarrassed, since I didn't say it sooner.
"No problem." He says, smiling. He pulls out a pillow and a blanket. Lays both on the floor, before he comes back to sit next me.
"Ummm... I can't make you sleep on the floor, Spike." I say.
"Please call me Kevin, and I wouldn't have it any other way." He says, insisting. "And it's pointless for you too press your point, because..." He says and then breaks out into the old song "that's my story and I'm sticking to it!" (Listen to the song now) Wow. He's good.
Once he's finally finished, and I stop laughing my ass of at him, I have to ask. "So, what did the alarm clock do to you?" I say motioning towards the pile of cords and wires on the bed side table. He laughs.
"I hate it when something wakes a person up. That's why I was relived that you where up, so I wouldn't have to wake you." He says quietly. I can't stop myself from laughing at his answer, it wasn't what I was expecting. He smiles and blushes a little. "Oh shush up. Go to bed." He says throwing a pillow at me. It hits me full on in the face, I play it up and fall back on the bed, clutching my face. Kevin runs over.
"Omg are you okay?" He asks, awww he's worried, I laugh and he pulls the hand he just placed on my shoulder away.
"I got you." I say gloating. He glares at me for a minute, before he's laughing with me. We only met a few hours ago, but we are already friends.
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Mahahahahahahaha. Evil laugh. Some will skip the next chapter because it's in David's perspective. This is going to be interesting.
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Saving her
RomanceAshley Paris live in the shadows of her older sister Myra ever since Myra got in to Modeling, that is until she meets Kevin Brendon, the kid that everyone just calls Spike.
