~Tatums P.O.V~
“Oui.”
“Oui?”
“Its yes in french.” I explain. He gives me a face of confusion. “Its the one of the official languages in Canada..”
“Oh. Can you repeat that?--Wait.” He gets hi phone out and records. “Will you be mine?”
“Oui, Yes.” He ends it and leans in to kiss me when the door flies open.
“Tatum!!” Mason beams in.
“Mason.” I say not wanting anyone here. I want me, Ashton and Landon.
“Err..Mom wants a couple words with you.” Mason explains and my mom comes from the hallway.
“Boys, can you leave for a moment?”
“Yes ma’am.” Ashton says and they leave.
**
“Mom.” I say annoyingly shes been talking for quite awhile.
“Mother?”
Keeps talking.
“Samantha Bartra.”
KEEPS TALKING.
Great now shes crying.
“MOM!?!?!?” She looks at me and sobs into my lap.
“Lord, why do you look like him?‘
“Genes.”
“Ha-ha. Woo. Look at me crying on my daughter that just got out of a coma.”
“Its fine mom. I'm glad I'm welcomed back home...but.”
“You want to stay at the other house with Ashton.”
“And Landon.”
“Just Ashton. Landon left when we heard you woke up.”
“No. No. No. We-- I need him. He needs me. Mom, hes dying, and Ashton said I was helping him stay alive.”
“I'm sorry, Hun.”
**
My other signed me out the hospital and took us home. Ashton said he had to leave because his mom had to talk.
“Come with me?”
“I’ll be fine here.” I answer and slip on one of his hoodies.
“I want you to come.”
“Why? We have to stay on the low.” I explain and put sweats and socks on.
“But Kitten?” Ashton whines.
“Hero?” I whine back.
“I’ll buy you BK on the way.”
“Lets go.”
**
“Kitten come on why are you mad?” Ashton says and tries to get closer.
“You never got me BK.”
“I didn't?” He goes to the side of the bed and picks up a bag of Bk.
“OMF. I LOVE YOU.” I grab the bag and grub into my bag.
“Hey!!” He snatches the bag.
,
“Ugh.” I quickly peck his lips and take the bag back.
“What do you like more. Me or BK?”
“Sorry love. BK.”
“I feel the love kitten.”
“You will.”
“I will.” He wiggles his eyebrows and walks to the closet. “Tell me when you're done.” He yells from the closet.
“Wait.” I take my last bit and a quick sip. “Done.”
*Ginuwine’s Pony* Comes on. And Ashton walks out with the same exact outfit as Channing Tatum in Magic Mike.
“What are y--”
“Shh”
He starts dancing just like Channing. He makes his way slowly to me. He jumps on the bed and bends down atop of me.
Trailing kisses up my neck, and my belly he reaches my face, kissing my forehead, then my cheeks, to my nose, my chin.
“You're teasing me.”
“Am I?” He says and his mint breathe fills my nose, he hovers his lips over mine, brushing mine a bit. I cant take it I grab his tank and smash my lips to his. We lay there making out. When we pull apart were both out of breathe, and we have a viewer. Stefan.
*Barks*
“I think we have ourselves a cock block.” Ashton says and gets up, picking Stefan up and walking downstairs putting him in his corner. He comes back up.
“You weren't supposed to kiss me.” He explains and lays next to me.
“It was too tempting.”
“Oh so you do want this.”
“Why do you think I said yes?”
“I knew why.” He stood up and removed his shirt. “You want this.”
“Why did you ask me out?” I stood up and removed his hoodie. “You wanted this.”
We both laugh and collapse on the bed. We move so our heads are at the pillows. I get closer to Ashton and rest my head on his chest.
“You know what we have to do?” I ask.
“Hm?”
“Get Landon back.”
“We cant.”
“Why?”
“The stress he got when you were gone made him worse. They say hes in a almost critical condition.”
“I hate hospitals.”
“I do too.”
“We have to see him and Liora one day.” I explain and reach for the blanket. Covering our bodies I get on my pillow, and Ashton wraps his arms around my waist.
“Night Kitten.”
“Night Hero.”
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Just Not Meant To Be
Teen FictionNot everything is meant to be. True Love? Happy Endings? Positive Things? Nope. Nothing is meant to be.