Their Stories ( My One-shot Compilations )

1. My Husband

Rayn

" Good morning ~ "

As I heard that voice, I instantly snapped my head around. It's him. My Husband. His name is, Ashton Evans, 22 years old, the son and heir of the richest  and powerful man in the country, Alfred Evans, who owns the biggest corporation in the country. People say that I'm lucky because I'm married to him. Let alone that's he's next to the position of being the new owner of his Father's company. But it bothers me, because we're both guys ! As I said earlier he's my Husband, we're married. Actually, it's a fixed married. We don't even have any clue about it. It happened a few years ago.

Flashback

" Mom ! Look it's a butterfly ! " I exclaimed, jumping up and down. I watch as it landed on top of a flower near the place where we're previously having our Sunday picnic.

My Mom looked at me and smile. " It's a Mariposa, Raynie. " she said before patting my head. 

" Oh ~ Can I keep it, Mom ? Can I ? Can I ? " I tugged on her pink ruffled dress.

" I'm sorry, Raynie. But you can't keep it. "

I pouted. " But why ?? ~ " I whined.

" Butterflies need to be free, Raynie. Unlike birds you can't keep them as a pet. They'll die if you kept them caged. "

" I don't want it to die, Mom. " I said, teary eyed.

My Mom smile and said, " Don't worry, Raynie. They would only die if you kept them caged. "

I look over at her and grin. She played with my hair, brushing some out off my face. " Go play around now. " 

I only nodded and grab my white rabbit stuffed toy and run  across the green field. Giggling my way into the edge of the river. I quickly bolted up when I saw the butterfly flew across my face. I lifted my tiny little hands and tried to catch it. Running after it into the field. Not noticing that I'm starting to descend to the picnic area. It finally stopped and landed on a white flower. I was looking at its wings. I was so dazed and didn't notice when it suddenly flapped its wings and lifted off. I squeak a scream and stumbled backwards, falling flat on my back.

" Owww ~ " I said, gently rubbing the back of my head. I was just laying there while looking at the blue peaceful sky. Suddenly,  this kid appeared in front of my face. Extremely close, may I add.

" Hey, kid. You okay ? " he asked.

" Waaahhhhh ! " I squealed and then without thinking I immediately got up. Not knowing that —

thud

 We bumped into each others heads.

" Ouch ~ That hurts. " he said, rubbing his forehead.

" I'm hurt, too, you know. " I said, doing the same with my forehead.

" Hi ! I'm Ashton Evans. What's your name ? " he chirped, a big grin plastered on his face.

" My Mom said, I shouldn't talk to strangers. "

" Huh ? But you're talking to me right now. " he said, confused.

" He sure is annoying. " I whispered.

" What ? Did you say somethin' ? "

" Ahm . . . N-no. I d-didn't say a-anything. "

" Oh ~ Is that so, I thought I heard you said that ' I'm annoying ' just now. "

This kid's hearing sure is sharp.

" So, what's your name, kid ? " he asked.

" It's Rayn, Rayn Redhert. " I answered.

" Oh ~ Well, Nice meeting you, Rayn-Rayn. " he said, flashing a smile. Whoa ! We're not even friends yet but he already have a nickname for me. " Let's start this off again, shall we ? I'm Ashton, Ashton Evans. But you can call me, Ash. " he added, stretching out his hand for me to shake it. I think.

" Can you be my friend ? "

I raised an eyebrow. " Do you have any friends ? " I asked. But immediately regret it  when I saw his eyes lowered. It was like the life from his eyes was sucked out for a moment there.

" I have. Once. " he said, but to me, it was more like a whisper.

I was astonished for a second. How could a boy like him doesn't have a single friend. I mean, he said he have a friend. Once. Without thinking, I stretched my hand out then patted his head.

He lifted his head, his eyes widen with shock. I was shocked, too, just realized what I just did. I quickly move my hand away from his head. I look away from him, feeling my cheeks heated up.

" I-I'm s-sorry. " I mumble.

After a second, I heard him chuckle. I lifted my head up, meeting his eyes. He continue to chuckle until it turns into laughter.

I pouted. " What's so funny ? "

He just shook his head. " Nothing. " he said. " I think, I like you. " he added, grinning big like an idiot.

I blushed furiously. What is he talking about ?! What does he mean that ?! Those were the questions running through my mind that time.

" When we're both in the right age. I'll marry you. " he stated, grabbing both of my hands.

" I-Idiot ! We're both b-boys ! " I exclaimed, embarrassed.

" I don't care. " he said with a shrug. He held both of my hands tightly. " Just remember this promise, I'll marry you. "

" I-Idiot ! "

" I'm serious. " he said, sternly emphasizing the word serious.

" S-Shut u-up ! "

He smile proudly before hugging me. " I got me a wife. "

" S-Stop messing a-around ! " I said, struggling underneath his arms that was tightly wrapped around my waist. " L-Let m-me go ! "

And that's how our friendship started. For me, it was kind of weird. I mean, who in the world would just tell a stranger that he/she just met that he/she want to marry you that easily and with a straight face.

Author's Note :

Yo ! I tried making a story ( A One-shot story ) using English Language.

What do you think ?

Are there many grammar errors or spelling ?

Please, tell me. *bows*

Anyways, this is only the Part One of this One-shot. It's going to take a long time before I could wrote the next chapter  though because I'm starting to write the next chapter for my other story.

Thanks for reading this one. :)