When Trouble Collides

Chapter 20

He leaned in even more and closed the gap between us. I actually didn't know what was happening at that moment, it was so surreal. His lips fit perfectly with mine, the kiss was simple. His left hand cupped my cheek, my hands found his hair which I pulled slightly.

After a moment both of us backed out and were staring at each other weirdly.

"w-what just happened?" I managed to say.

Ashton looked away and cleared his throat "I don't know."he shrugged, "let's go home."

I nod my head and got up.

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When we got to the place where we met earlier that night, I was turning to go home, but Ashton stopped me.

"Hey, don't walk alone to your house, i-I'll give you a lift."

I looked around me avoiding eye contact "it's fine, I can walk, I don't want to bother."

I felt Ashton come closer and he pushed my chin up so I would look at him "Since when is Sierra shy huh?" he smirked.

"I-" I tried to reply but he didn't let me, instead he pushed me against the street's dirty wall and smashed his lips to mine. Unlike earlier, the kiss wasn't soft, it was pretty harsh, but I couldn't resist it, I kissed back twice as hard. He lifted me up wraping my legs around his waist. There was a battle between our toungs, each fighting for dominance.

I don't know what's happening to me. I felt as if the world was spinning around me, all of this shouldn't be happening.

A few minutes later, I backed out breathing heavily. Ashton's lips were swoolen and his hair was a mess, but I could guarantee you, I didn't look any better.

He was leaning in for another kiss, but I turned my head and his lips crashed against my cheek, he left them there for a good 10 seconds before pulling away and getting me down.

He turned away saying "Get in the car" and he got in the driver's seat.

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When I got home,I thanked Ashton for the ride and got inside. The girls were sitting in the living room watching supernatural, they greeted me but none of them looked at me, great friends may I say.

I went to my room and looked in the mirror. I touched my mouth, the feeling of Ashton's lips was still there, and it wasn't something I enjoyed. Wait don't get me wrong I enjoyed this makeout session, but the thing is, I didn't like the fact that I liked it, am I making some sense here? No? ok then.

My hand travelled from my lips to my neck where a big bruise was forming, great, I'm going to get questioned because of this, thanks Irwin.

I stripped from my clothes and wore some jumpers and sat in bed. I looked at the clock and it read 11 pm. I was exhausted and my emotions were all over the place. I remembered the house, the memories, Clyde, his face, his tattoos, the way he said that he still cared about me. I saw him again, after almost 5 years, I saw him again, I wish I could just go and hug him, tell him that I forgive him, just to hear his voice and see him again. I remembered Ashton's hug and soothing words, our sweet kiss and our heavy makeout session and the awkward ride home.

What was wrong with me?

I sighed and put my phone on the nightstand and put my head on the pillow, but before I could close my eyes, my phone vibrated indicating that I receive a message. I sat up and took the phone in my hands reading the text.

Ashton:

Night Clark xx

I smiled at the text and shook my head replied with a 'Goodnight' and slept peacefully.