Battle Scars ➳ Ashton Irwin || #Wattys 2016

Twenty Nine

Shay

"Ashton?" I ask, breaking the long silence. "Ashton, I'm ready." I sit up, he does the same.

"Ready?" he giggles and rubs the back of his neck, "what for?"

"Ashton, I'm ready to start a relationship with you." I say. I couldn't believe I was doing this. His face was plain, I couldn't tell if he was ecstatic, or wanting to get the hell out of the room.

"Are you sure about this?" He asks. "'Cuz if you're sure, I don't think you're ever going to get rid of me." he chuckles again. His eyes look deep into mine, like he was searching for something. Something he had lost.

"I'm sure." I smile, enjoying his warm smile and his searching eyes.

He takes me in for a hug. A very tight, prolonged hug. He squeezed me lightly a few times and let go of the hug, only to look right back at my eyes.

"Can I kiss you now? Like a real kiss?" he asks, grabbing my face in his large, giant hands. I bite my lip, but I nod.

He smiles lightly, and brings my face to his, our lips only inches apart. I couldn't take the wait any longer.
"You ready?" He asked, a nervous smile that flashing his dimples on his gorgeous face.
I nodded slowly, squeezing his hands and taking a deep breath. He dropped one of my hands and tried to brush an unruly bit of hair behind my ear.

"Three,"

"Don't count down, Ash." I plead.

"Two,"

"You're only making this worse." I whispered, closing my eyes.

"One." He smiled, I couldn't help but laugh but then his lips were on mine and it felt amazing.
His hand gripped the back of my neck and pulled me closer while my hands wound around his waist to make the most of the contact I had. He kissed my lips over and over again, never letting go of my neck. His grip only got tighter. The radio was playing some song I didn't know, but this moment beyond perfect. Nothing like I had imagined it would be.

"God, your amazing," he said breathlessly, finally breaking the kiss. My cheeks flushed instantly, looking away, trying to hide my face. He pulled me back into him.

"No, no, I think I'm going to have to do that again." He crashed his lips onto mine and the second kiss was even better than the first. Our lips moved in sync, so long and passionate. I never wanted this moment to end. His hands felt down my back. He pulled me over to him, finally breaking the last kiss.

"Shay, I'm so proud of you," he rubs my temple with this thumb. I smile again, only making my cheeks more hot. I could barely form words.

"Are you hungry?" he asks, breaking the perfect moment. "I can make some pizza rolls!" he suggests. I nod, still unable to speak without embarrassing myself.

"Alright, I'll be back," he kisses my forehead and walks out of the room and into the kitchen.

  I scan the room, searching for my phone. I had to call Sky and tell her what's going on, I need her help. I took it from the night stand and dialed her number.

"Hello?" She answers.

"Sky! I need you!" I whisper yell.

"What's going on?" she asks. I could hear the boys in the back ground, yelling, and asking who's calling.

"Ash and I are official. but I'll give you the details later." I almost squeal.

"Oh my god! Thats great! We have to go Victoria Secret shopping! You need to look hot for him!" she yells. "I'm so happy for you guys!"

"Alright, well I have to go, I think he's coming back. I'll call you later!" I whisper.

"Alright! text me!" she says and hangs up. 

  For once in my life I feel like a normal 18 year old. Squealing about boys on the phone to my best friend, worrying something a normal girl would worry about. It's never felt so good to be a normal teenager again.

A/N: sorry this update was so short, but there's more to come ! // the feels are real