Deeper (5SOS Ashton Irwin Fanfic)

Chapter 11

Ashton’s POV:  

The lights on the streets begin to flicker on as we pass by in her car, music blaring out of the radio. We scream along to some random song, not having a care in the world how many weird looks we’re getting from people walking around what there is of downtown Marshal. Lily starts to sing opera style, & I laugh loudly. I’ve laughed more in the past hour and a half than I have in years.  

We went to the bowling alley & she kicked my ass. Hard. But, because I was doing so bad, she offered me a kind gesture:  

“Hey,” she says in my ear. Chills are sent down my spine as she stands on her tip toes to reach me. Her hands gently rest on my shoulders as mine grip the blue bowling ball in front of me.  

“Let’s make a deal. Every time you get a strike or spare, you get a kiss.” Lily chirps happily. A smirk creeps on my face along with a blush. I laugh lightly & nod my head. But, she leans in closer & whispers to me.  

“The more strikes & spares, the better the kiss,” she giggles sexily. My eyes go wide for an instant, but go back to normal when she bites my earlobe playfully. She skips back to her seat on the couch & rests her head in her hands, watching me curiously. I look back at the lane & take a deep breath. I approach the light brown wood & let the ball slide out of my fingers gracefully. It slides easily & straight until it hits dead in the middle, causing a ricochet of pins to fly outwards. Before I know it, all the pins are down. Strike.  

“Yay!” she cheers, throwing her arms in the air & yelling. I laugh hard, leaning over & squinting my eyes, hand resting on my stomach to help me regain my breath. When I look back up, she’s in front of me, smiling a huge smile.  

“Is that your real laugh?” she asks, cutely tilting her head to the side, hair sliding over with her. I shrug a little & put my arms around her waist. They easily fit into her as she simultaneously puts her hands gently on my chest.  

“Yeah, it is. I kinda forgot what it sounded like myself,” I mumble. Lily juts her bottom lip out into a pout, & I smile again. She looks cute as hell when she pouts. Playful pokes are put on my chest as she responds.  

“Its cute, I like it.” she states, looking back at me. Her eyes are a soft brown, shining brighter as her smile reaches them. I lick my lips, preparing for my reward. She leans in & tilts her head to the side, biting her lip before they connect with mine. She’s soft with it, making everything around me seem to swim around in slow motion. Our lips move together, neither of us faltering. Like we’ve been together forever. Like it was meant to be.  

I bet you can guess I got a lot more strikes & spares after that.  

She pulls into her driveway, the sun long gone by now. We stay in the car to finish off Dark Horse by Katy Perry, loud voices & laughter echoing around us. The last line comes and I look at her face. She looks like she’s five years old, eyes playful with a teethed grin plastered over her face. This sight only makes my smile bigger as we scream one last time. We’re both a laughing mess as she pulls the keys out of the ignition.  

We walk in through her garage door, still trying to get our breaths back from the performance in the car. Lily throws the keys on the counter carelessly as they slide to a stop. Checking her phone for the time, she walks towards the upstairs.  

“It’s about 9:30, so I’m going to go ahead & brush my teeth & whatnot. You can come with me, I’m sure my dad has an extra toothbrush somewhere.” I nod lightly & follow her up the stairs. She goes into a room & comes back out with a toothbrush for me. We go into her room & she throws her hair up in a messy bun. I chuckle a little, unable to understand how she still looks crazy hot when her hair is a rat’s nest on top of her head. She walks towards me & begins to brush her teeth. I do so too & then wait on her bed patiently as she changes in her closet.   

She comes out in grey sweatpants & a white tshirt. I smile at her lightly & she smiles back, avoiding eye contact. I frown a bit, but brush it off. She sits down next to me awkwardly. There’s a silence before I break it with a question.  

“Lil, whats wrong?” I ask softly, putting my hand on top of hers. She looks down at our skins, & shrugs a bit.    

“I just - nothing”  

“No, tell me.” I say firmly, leaning in to her. I stick my eyes to hers & force her to keep the contact. She heaves a sigh & responds  

“Sh - Should I take off my makeup?” she squeaks, barely loud enough for me to hear. I stay silent for a few seconds, rubbing my hand over hers lightly. Her soft skin feels great underneath my rough one.  

“Yes, you should” I respond eventually.  

“Are, are you sure?” she asks softly. I look at her face. She looks scared, like a little girl who’s about to get into trouble for drawing on the wall. Her eyes are big, all sparkle gone from them. Her lip isn’t exactly in a pout, but its still slightly jutted out.  

I lean into her lips & move my hand to her chin. Her breath hitches as I grace my nose against hers.   

“Of course. Now go babe,” I whisper before I quickly peck her lips. She’s off the bathroom again, walking slowly & sulking her back.  

Lily’s POV:  

My hands shake as I raise the makeup remover to my face. Without makeup, my face is red, blotchy & just all around disgusting. But, I had to take it off, or I would get stuff that foundation couldn’t cover. With a deep breath, I wipe the white pad all over my face. When I'm done, I look back up at myself.   

This was a really bad idea.  

I don't wanna go back out there. He’d never want to be around me ever again when he realized what I really looked like. I take a very, very long time washing my face, taking slow & fluid motions wiping the solution over my face. But, all too soon, I'm done. I sigh & slowly walk back out to him.  

“Hey! I was starting to worry,” Ashton greets me. I don’t look at him, but only keep my face down & away as I sit next to him. I feel his gaze on me as he scoots in closer to me, our knees touching. He stays there for a moment, not saying a word as I play with my hands. Finally he speaks.  

“May I please see?” he speaks to me softly, his voice soothing against my raging thoughts. I don’t respond, but only continue to study the skin on my knuckles. Suddenly, I feel a finger go to my chin. He slowly raises my head & I don’t fight him. He’s doing this to himself so when he sees how ugly I really am all he’s got to blame is him.  

My eyes finally meet his. The hazel in his brightens when he smiles ever so lightly. My face stays neutral, my eyes still fixated on him. He doesn’t speak, which only drive me even crazier. But, after what seems like forever, he does.  

“Still beautiful,” he murmurs, grabbing my hand & squeezing it. A sigh of relief & surprise comes out of my mouth & I smile a bit. He chuckles back. Not until now do I realize how physically as well as emotionally drained I am from today. I yawn a little. Ashton notices & leans back against my headboard.  

“C’mon Lily, lets rest a bit,” he says, patting the spot next to him. I shrug in agreement & lie down next to him. I flick off my lamp light & nuzzle under the covers with him. Not a sound is made, no words spoken.