Dare to be Different

8-Locked Out

Well, there's another picture of your boy, Hunter. 

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~~Ashley POV~~

I was driving home from another long day of school while singing at the top of my lungs. The song was Closer By: The Chainsmokers. It was honestly my favorite song right now. 

"Bite that tattoo on your shoulder!" I sing as I pull into my driveway. 

I walk up to my front door when I realize that I don't have my house key. I curse. What kind of idiot am I? I mean, who doesn't put their house key on the same keychain as their car? Me, your average dumbass. That's who.  

I scream in frustration. I can only think of one thing to do; ask Hunter to use his window. 

I didn't like that idea. Asking him for anything is just not a good idea in general, but this? This is worse. He'll make fun of me for ages. I'll never live this down if I go over to Hunter's right now, but I don't have much of a choice. 

Reluctantly, I walk over to his house and knock on the front door. It takes a few minutes before he finally answers. 

When he opens the door, my jaw drops. He was wearing nothing but a towel that hung low on his waist. I could obviously tell that he had just gotten out of the shower. I tried not stare at his body but I wasn't so successful. "Like what you see?" He smirks and I roll my eyes. 

"In your dreams," I replied. 

Lies. 

"Whatever. Why are you here?" he asked and I gulped. Now that I was here I felt intimidated and the thought of waiting a couple hours on my doorstep seemed like a pretty good idea.  

"Uh, I'm kind of locked out of my house and I was wondering if I could use your window..." I said looking everywhere but his face. 

He howled with laughter and I blushed deeply. After he calmed down he wiped the tears from his eyes still grinning like the Cheshire Cat. "What will you do for me, sweetheart?" 

"Uh, I don't know. But I have to get home and complete my homework because of your stupid dare," I reply. 

"Now, now, sweetheart. Is that the way to talk to the guy that might be willing to let you climb through his window and trespass on out neighbor's roof just so you can get inside your home?" He said with a smirk and I shook my head in defeat. 

"I'm sure you'll think of someway for me to pay you back," I said rolling my eyes. "But could you please let me in?" 

He winked. "If you wanted to get into my room so bad, you should have just asked." 

I frown in disgust. "You're such a perv." 

"But you love me anyway," he said with a cheeky smile. 

"Love? That's kinda stretching it. I was thinking more like, tolerating you," I reply with my own smile. 

He gives me a look and steps aside to let me in. "You won this round, sweetheart. Don't expect to win anymore." 

I stepped inside and turned to face him. I grabbed his face and said in a little baby voice, "Aw, Hunter, you're so cute when you're annoyed!" I teased. 

I'm not lying, he really did. But it's not like he had to know that. 

I skip up to his room and he follows close behind me. As I walk over to the window, I realized how far the jump to the neighbor's roof was. I gulped. "Scared?" Hunter asked me. To my surprise, he sounded concerned. He wasn't teasing me like he was earlier.  

"It looks a little far..."I say slowly.  

He walks over to his closet and get changed and then makes his way over to the window and hops out. I squeal and run over to the window only to see him smiling from the roof. "Jump," he encourages and I shake my head. 

"I'll die!" 

"Look at me! I'm not dead," he laughs. 

"I'll miss the roof and land on the ground and crack my head open!" 

"Don't worry, I'll catch you," he says sincerely and I nod. 

"If I die, I'll kill you!" I say as I bring my legs over the windowsill. 

I take a deep breath then leap. I gently land into Hunter's arms and I frantically grab onto him squeezing my eyes shut and shoved my face into his chest. 

I felt surprisingly warm and protected, I never wanted to leave his hold. I felt sparks running up and done my body and I smiled.

All the sudden I was falling and I landed on the roof. "Ow," I said in annoyance as  I looked up at him. "Why'd you drop me?" 

"Because you're on the roof," he said rolling his eyes. 

I looked up at him. How could he not feel what I felt when he caught me? Because I didn't feel anything and neither did he. I was just imagining things. 

I climbed up onto my deck and lifted the window and climbed in. I was surprised to see Hunter climbing in after me. "What are you doing?" 

He gave me an odd look before answering. "Screw homework, let's watch a movie." 

I frowned but didn't say anything as he jumped up onto my bed and laid there with his arms behind his head.  

I sighed. "What do you want to watch?" 

He shrugs. "Anything, just no chick flicks." 

I picked out the movie Ghost and pressed play.

(SPOILER ALERT IN THE ITALICS) 

Just as Sam Wheat, the main character, was being killed my eyes started to droop until I couldn't keep them open any longer. Minutes later, I was fast asleep.

~~Hunter POV~~

When the main person/guy or whatever was floating into the light I looked down and noticed that Ashley had fallen asleep on me. 

(SPOILER OVER) 

She looked so peaceful and beautiful while she was sleeping.

 What am I saying? Beautiful? 

I thought back to all the fun we had, had in the short time we've known each other. The mall, the party, the dance, and even the Ferris wheel. 

I smiled. 

When I realized I was smiling I stopped. 

I haven't genuinely smiled in a long time. And it was all because of her, Ashley. She was the one who always brought a smile to my face. 

What was wrong with me? I'm sure I don't like her, I just like having her around because she was a good friend. 

I look down at her again and notice a little dribble coming out of her mouth and I laughed quietly.  

I decided that I didn't want to wake her up by moving so I continued to let her sleep with her body leaning against mine. 

I gave one last check on social media before turning my phone off and falling asleep with my arms wrapped around her and my cheek resting comfortably against the top of her head.