Ashley's POV ~
Before any of us could do anything the guy with the camera darted off and disappeared. Within hours the pictures would be going viral. Even though I wasn't famous I knew this was not good and I couldn't help, but grow a worried gaze. Keaton looked just as worried as I was while both Wes and Drew were madly typing things into their phones. No one bothered to say a word. Every silent minute that went by felt like hours. The silence was broken when the waiter walked over with our food.
"Everything okay?" He asked seeing that we all looked like nervous wrecks.
"Yeah, um can we have all this to go?" Wesley asked surprising me since I was looking forward to eating here.
"Yeah, of course. Let me get you a couple of to-go-boxes," The waiter scoffed quite rudely making me want to shrink in my chair.
"I think we should bring you home, Ash.." Drew stated, but I nodded reluctantly. What else was I suppose to do? Like Willow said earlier I was lucky just being here with them. If they wanted me to go home then so be it. I'll go home without a fuss.
The waiter brough a couple of the take-out boxes and we all put our food in an individual box. Wesley was in such a hurry to get out of that place as if it was infected with the Black Plague or something. He even rushed all of us to the car as if he had somewhere to go and he was late. Since I air dried most of the way he let us get in his car, but I doubt he would have denied us a ride if we were still wet. It seemed like he was on a mission and no one could get between him and achieving it. This time I was in the back again with Keaton who kept giving me an adorable reassuring smile. It was like he was apologizing for how his brother was acting just by giving me a single smile.
"I'm going to drop Drew and Keaton off at the house and then take you home, Ashley," Oh, so now he wasn't even using the nickname he was using earlier, ash. He had to use my full name. What the hell did I do wrong? Going through my memories I tried to find a mistake I could have done to make Wesley so angry at me. However, I couldn't find a single flaw that could make him this grumpy.
About a half-hour went by before Wes pulled up to a simple looking house. At first I thought we were lost, but then both Drew and Keaton hopped out of the vehicle without a sound. Was this really their house? I wasn't really expecting a house like this. Honestly, I was picturing some sort of mansion thing with like seven bedrooms and an indoor pool. This looked like a normal, typical house that a nonfamous person would live in. Once Drew and Keaton closed the front door Wesley turned to look at me.
"You want to sit in the front?" He asked without any emotion showing through in his voice. I nodded not giving up the opportunity. This could be the last time I see them for Pete's sake. Once I buckled myself into the passenger's seat Wesley backed out of the driveway. His eyes didn't trail from the road as he drove the route to my house. I didn't even have to remind him where I lived which was a slight surprise. For a couple endless seconds I just sat there half expecting Wesley to say good-bye. When he didn't I unbuckled feeling disappointment build up inside me ready to burst out in the form of anger or tears.
"Wait." He said as I reached for the car door handle. I turned back to gaze at him with my large mousy brown eyes.
"Yeah," I mumbled. Before I knew what was happening I felt Wesley's lips smash onto mine with one of his hands gently cupping my face. Unresponsive for part of the kiss since I was totally stunned. The kiss ended far too soon and it made me want more. Every cell in my body was tingling and my whole body felt like something inside just ignited a flame deep inside. I wanted to say something, but only air came out of my open mouth and no words. I was speechless. Closing my mouth before I caught flies I felt my cheeks redden. However, as I gazed into Wesley's deep brown eyes that were so compelling his facial expression turned into a stern gaze.
"Look. You're a great girl, Ash. It's just, your normal. You have a normal life with normal friends," Where was this going? "...this needs to end. You're just an ordinary girl an---"
"What's that suppose to mean?" I snapped suddenly raging with anger.
"Well, I want you to stay normal...I want you to have a normal life. The paparazzi will take a simple photo of you and turn it into something horrible. You'll never have a private life if that happe--"
"And you think you're the one who gets to decide that?!" Anger bubbled in my veins ready to pop at any second.
"Look. I'm trying to help you! All you'll get is hate believe me. Why do you think all three of us are single?" I was about done with Wesley right about now. He couldn't just kiss me and then tell me I couldn't see him ever again. It just wasn't right.
"You're a dick!" I yelled at him before abruptly exiting the car and slamming the door to prove a point. I didn't look back. I couldn't. Tears streamed all the way down my face even before I was at the front door of my house. I didn't have to look back to know Wesley drove off because you could hear the wheels squeal on the pavement. I didn't even go inside, in fact I fell to the ground on the top step. I couldn't stop the salty tears from burning my cheeks. How could Wesley do this? And why was I crying over it? It wasn't like we were dating or anything. We literally just hung out for a day or two. Why was I getting so emotional about it?
