No One Ever Comes Close To You

Chapter 6.

Amelia's Point Of View.

It was a little strange how it was Aston that happened find me and Harry and help me out. It almost seemed impossible that out of everyone who was out that night that Aston found me, maybe it was meant to happen. I was trying not to forget all that happened, he obviously didn't want to be with me that much if he was blowing off dates and treating me like one of the boys. Probably a big mistake being back at the house, all the good memories coming back to me and making me slightly emotional that we'll never have similar ones again but that couldn't be helped, for now we were over. Aston and I were getting quite drunk, more or less having every last drop of alcohol in the cupboards which wasn't much as Aston had cleared them out the night we broke up apparently. I tried not to feel bad about clearly breaking his heart but it was his fault, not mine.

"Harrys been so clingy at work lately," I slurred, putting my wine glass on the coffee table in front of me.

"He has?" Aston asked, frowning a little.

"Mhm, ever since he found out that we were having troubles..the others always said he had this thing for me, didn't believe them though," I shrugged.

"Why wouldn't he?" He asked.

"Why would he? He is a successful business man, why would he choose me? I bet he could have any girl, not that I want him or anything," I giggled.

"Just because he's rich and whatever doesn't mean he wouldn't go for you, you don't realise how gorgeous you actually are," Aston told me, I tittered a little and looked down.

"Pfft gorgeous is one thing I'm not," I laughed.

"Don't be stupid, you're the most gorgeous girl I've laid my eyes on," He admitted, I looked up at him and he was already looking at me, in that certain way that guys look at their girlfriends and it was making a small blush creep on my cheeks. I slowly looked away before I blushed insanely, biting my lip and fiddling with my nails. Aston used to constantly compliment me and I'd never believe him, I was average looking I suppose but I wasn't anything special.

"I'm sorry Aston," I mumbled, he didn't answer for a while.

"About what?" he asked, looking back up at him I saw the extremely confused expression in his face.

"About breaking up with you.." I bit my lip again. His face slowly dropped and he took a deep breath.

"Its not your fault, I messed things up," he shrugged, giving me a small smile.

"I know but everyone deserves second chances," I sighed, putting my hand on top of his making him look down at them.

"I think you've gave me more than enough chances babe," He said.

"What are you saying? you wouldn't get back with me if I asked?" I frowned, he looked back up at me and this time his eyes were sparkling.

"I'd get back with you in a heartbeat but I don't want to hurt you again so I'd say no," he sighed.

"But Ast I'm saying I forgive you," I frowned.

"You don't mean that, you're only saying that because you're drunk and you miss how we were," he told me.

"I do miss how we were and thats why I want to get back with you, I love you too much to let you go over something stupid like this," I said, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath like he was thinking. I watched him but he didn't say anything and as his eyes were closed I took a risk and lent forwards, forcing my lips onto his. It took him a second or two to kiss me back but he did and hard, I smiled and shuffled closer to him as he took me in his arms. My heart was beating quite fast, alcohol gave me so much confidence and if I was sober I know I wouldn't be doing this. He held me so tightly close to him, it was like he didn't want me to go like he thought I was going to. My arms tangled around his neck as I got lost up in the kiss, I'd forgotten what a good kisser he was. Without thinking my hands moved down from his neck and to the first button of his shirt, slowly starting to undo all of them. Aston froze which made my hand freeze and stop undoing them, slowly he pulled away and looked at me.

"Babe I don't think we should," he whispered, knowing where I was going to take this making me frown a little.

"Why not? It's not like we've never slept together before," I said, he sighed a little and looks down a bit.

"I know but we're not together, it'll make things worse," he told me, I sighed and moved my hands off him.

"If you don't want to I'd rather you just said then make up silly excuses," I said quietly, feeling slightly embarrassed that he'd rejected me.

"No it's not that, believe me I really want to," he told me.

"Then what is it?" I asked, looking up at him a little bit but still feeling embarrassed.

"I don't want to make us in even more worse situations, you might just be saying you want to and then tomorrow morning you regret it and we go back to ignoring each other," He sighed, he was right, tomorrow I probably would regret doing it and kicking myself for doing so but right now I couldn't care less about tomorrow morning.

"I don't care Aston, I've had enough of having to think before I do things..I want to do something for the hell of it for once and not caring about the next day," I sighed.

"Wheres this come from? This isn't the Amelia I know," Aston laughed, he genuinely looked amused by what I was saying.

"I hate being a good girl because thats what my parents expect," I said, shrugging my shoulders.

"You be who you want to be, don't do it to prove a point," Aston told me. He knew all about my parents, they expect me to be perfect all the time. They're my parents and I love them, they're not at all bad people but sometimes they expect too high of me and they were delighted when they heard I was dating someone famous. They adore Aston, they get on so well and I love that, he has this charm that everyone loves.

"And I'm saying for once I want to be reckless and not think of stuff, so either you kiss me and we get on with it or I'm going out again," I giggled and hiccuped from the amount of drink i'd had which was probably the cause of all this talk. The look on Aston's face was a picture, he wasn't used to this side of me and neither was I but I was enjoying it. In seconds I found Aston's lips on mine making me grin into the kiss and wrap my arms around his neck, dragging him closer to me. After kissing for a little while I stood up, grabbing Aston's hand and pulling him upstairs and into the bedroom that was once ours.

"It's a shit hole in here," I said, kicking some of Aston's clothes out the way as I walked into the room.

"Yeah well I'm not much of a cleaner," he chuckled, i turned to him and raised my eyebrows.

"You don't say," I smirked making him shrug and bite his lip. I spun him round so he was where I was standing and pushed him backwards so he fell back on the bed. He must of guessed what i was doing as he grabbed my waist making me fall down with him. I giggled and rested my hands either side of his head, looking down at him as the cheeky grin formed on his face. I tried to shake all feelings towards him away, this was just a one night fling and then it was over with. Although there was no denying I was still completely in love with him. I lent down and kissed him hard, his hands resting on my hips and pulling my body down closer to his. I was so drunk that I was actually going through with this, god knows what I'd be doing if I was sober. The next morning was going to be hell and I knew it but that was a risk I was willing to take for some fun. And Aston knew that, it was just innocent fun.

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