Jerks Care?

Marshmallow

“He’s dying Ashton hurry!” I called out dramatically pointing at our beautiful creation in front of me as Ashton came running up from behind me with his life support- lighter fluid and fire wood. 

Ashton quickly tossed the fire wood into the fire pit, soaking it in lighter fluid causing the marshmallow toasting fire to roar to life.

Let’s just say Ashton and I weren’t too great at keeping our fire going.

Ashton plopped down beside me on the bench that sat by the fire pit. “Perfect.” He muttered looking at the fire pit, before he snapped to me, his smirk that always sat on his face catching my attention “Now you have a fire make me one of those delicious marshmallows!”

“Whatever you say.” I chuckled grabbing the bag of marshmallows that sat on between us and spearing it with the pitch fork like thing that you are supposed to use to cook marshmallows. I just assume use a twig, but no!

We sat comfortably as I roasted the marshmallow to perfection, not minding the way Ashton watched me intently as I did so. Pulling the pitch fork like gadget away from the fire I removed the marshmallow from the fire and then the fork. I offered it to Ashton, knowing he would insist on me throwing it in his mouth I smiled as he tossed his head back opening his mouth so I could shoot it in like a basket ball hoop.

“You’re so stupid.” I laughed nudging his shoulder as he placed his hand over his heard feigning hurt. “And lame, stupid and lame.” I muttered as he pulled my feet so I fell on my back on the bench, legs in his lap. “And immature.” I laughed as I speared another marshmallow and toasted it from the position I was laying on my back.

“So why do you talk to me if I’m stupid, lame, and immature?” He asked chuckling, but I knew he wanted an answer. So I pulled the marsh mellow back to me as I removed it from the spear and shoved it in my mouth, propping myself up on my elbows as I looked at him.

“Beats me.” I said studying him as I swallowed the last of my marshmallow.

“Hey, hey, hey!” I heard Sammy laugh as she came running to the fire pit with Melissa and Jonathan following close behind her.

“Be careful running around the fire!” I heard Mary warn as she came into view, tugging a smiling Steven behind her.  I watched as they started to settle into seats around the fire pit, yanking up bags of marshmallows as they did so.

“Scoot.” Sammy said nudging my shoulder with her hip as I fumbled to get up, receiving help from Ashton as I nearly felling into his lap. Luckily I went to over him and to empty space on the bench beside him, leaving my legs once again over his lap as I leaned against the arm rest.

“Look at Ashton and his girls!” Steven said nudging Mary’s shoulder, Mary smiled lifting a camera that was hanging around her neck , taking a picture of us.

“Mom, take a picture of us!” Melissa yelled as we all looked over at the twins who were hugging each other and looking toward the camera as the flash signaled that the adorable moment was captured.

“Make me another marshmallow, please.” Ashton whispered and I nodded, as he watched me cook yet another marshmallow for him.

“Don’t let him boss you around Lu!” Mary laughed from the other side of the pit.

“Oh she loves it.” He laughed and I could practically hear his eyes rolling as he said it.

“Here you go mister bossy!” I said pulling his marshmallow away from the pit and offering it to him. He gladly bit it off the end of the pitchfork contraption, before kissing me on the cheek causing a blush to creep up my neck as I smiled at smiled at the thought of Ashton’s lips pressed to my cheek.

“You make incredible marshmallows!” Ashton threw his head back.

“It’s a gift.” I smiled at my surroundings.

The family that I had come to know as my family.

This incredibly attractive guy beside me as I smiled at him laughing with his family.

It was perfect. Everything was perfect. I didn’t care that the last eight years of my life had been totally and completely miserable, because now I had this.

This guy that utterly hated my guts when I first came here, and I hated him. Now I loved the way he smiled when he looked at his little brother and sister, the way his eyes shinned of admiration as he looked at his parents, the way he teased his sister, the way his hands tugged on his hair when he was frustrated, t he way he was always smirking, the way he-

“What are you thinking about?” He asked me, only loud enough for me to hear.

“You.” I blurted, as my hand clasped over my mouth.

“You were blushing.” He chuckled pulling me to where I was completely on top of his lap. And I didn’t even try to fight it.

~Author’s Note!~

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