Jetlagged - afi

"Is that even possible?"

//2// is that even possible?

"Why are you in here and why have you got the keys for my room?" I ask Ashton.

"This is my room..." he said in confusion.

"Uum, no. Room 307, that's my room," I say, thinking the woman gave him the wrong key and he probably got room 308.

"Is that even possible?"

"Yes." he said blankly.

"You see, she said there were no rooms left and we both made a reservation for this room so we have to sh-" he was cut off by a distraction as I traced his gaze to see he was staring at a king sized double bed that was standing against the wall.

I simply nodded, "I understand, we can uh.. share... this room."

A few hours after Ashton had helped me place my clothes into one half of the closet and I had helped Ashton, I heard the very significant sound of a Skype ringtone that was coming from my laptop ; it was slouched against the cushiony headboard of the bed.

I opened up the lid of my MacBook Air and pressed the green button on the screen and saw my mother's eyes light up when my webcam loaded up in the corner.

"Hi, mum! Why checking up on me so early?" I asked her.

She was stroking my dog, Maurice. He was a corgi, and a very beautiful one I shall say myself.

"Just seeing if you've gotten used to the first-class life. Oh, whose that back there? Better not be a secret boyfriend." She said.

I looked back to see Ashton walking behind me from the bathroom, with his chest fully exposed and a towel wrapped around his waist.

"Oh, hi there. Autumn's mother?"

"Ah yes, very charming. Autumn! Why didn't you tell me about this relationsh-"

Ashton chuckled and grinned, his dimples showing.

"Mum, this is Ashton. We both reserved this room and ended up sharing it because it was the only free one. So please don't jump into conclusions."

"Is that even possible?" she asked, her eyebrows knotting up in confusion.

"Yes." Me and Ashton both said in unison.

"Okay, Hun, I'll be hanging up now. By the way, Ashton, keep my girl safe. I love her just as much as you do." She points her forefinger at him in a joking manner.

We both laugh and I roll my eyes at her remark. Then I press the vivid red button to hang up the call.

"Nice woman, she is," Ashton says and I giggle.

"Oh, shut up," I elbow his chest in a playful way.

When it was getting pretty late, I tucked myself into the sheets and turned off my iPod and placed it by the bedside table.

"Going to bed already?" asked Ashton. I turned around so that I was facing him and nodded.

Just as I was starting to doze off, I could feel sheets being tugged at and Ashton's back rubbing against mine. Wow. He felt warm. I could already know what it would feel like if we were cuddling as his back inched closer to mine. His hair tickled my neck and it sort of comforted me in a way. I could hear his breath as silence circled the room. I wondered how he was so comfortable with this, but then again, I have nothing to complain about.

This is going to be a long night.