The Trip ( A Mashley Fan-Fiction )

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve

Ashley's POV

Opening my eyes I went to sit up only to be restrained by something, looking down I saw a sleeping Mitch with his arm wrapped around me.

I thought this was a dream and I was still in my bed back in London, but no this was real life Mitch asked me to sleep with him, he wanted me and it wasn't a dream.

I smiled snuggling back into his arms before he groaned I turned towards him, "Morning Mitch." I mumbled before he opened his eyes to look at me.

"Sorry about last night Poofy." He mumbled unwrapping his arm around me.

"Do you want to talk about it?" I said sitting up in his bed resting my back against the wall.

"Eh, not really." He pushed up himself up pushing his back up against the wall.

"It's good to talk to people about things though Mitch." I mumbled

"I'm always here to listen." He grabbed my left hand wrapping his fingers around mine.

Mitch was actually holding my hand, this had to be a dream, I'm going to wake up any second now and be in my bed back in London.

I reached my right arm over pinching my left arm.

"What are you doing?" Mitch said laughing as I blushed.

"This is all too perfect, I didn't know if this was a dream." I mumbled looking around his room.

"I'm far from perfect Ashley." Mitch said playing with my fingers.

"You’re all I need to be happy." I smiled looking at him, he smiled back before leaning in. Closing my eyes I felt his lips touch mine I kissed him back as I smiled, pulling away I sat on his lap before leaning in to kiss him again. I felt his mouth open a bit as I flicked my tongue into his mouth.

He was an even better kisser now than he was before, or maybe it's just because I haven't kissed him what seems the longest time.

I felt Mitch's hands travel up my back and under my shirt as I wrapped my arms around his neck feeling his lips touch mine again. I heard Mitch's phone go off besides his bed, Mitch pulled his hands out from behind my back pulling away he grabbed his phone on the table. I collapsed into his neck breathing hard.

"Hello?" Mitch breathed into the phone.

"Hey Mitch do you want to have lunch with Mat and I?" Robs voice spoke.

"Sure, where at?" Mitch spoke, I haven't seen Rob or Mat in over a year I wonder if they changed.

"Alright we'll be there." Mitch smiled wrapping his right arm around me.

"You'll see." Mitch said shutting his phone as I looked up at him.

"Who was that?" I asked.

"Rob he wanted to know if I'd have lunch with him and Mat." Mitch wrapped both of his arms around me.

"You told him yes? Rob and Mat better not post pictures of us, I don't know if I can deal with any hate from everyone." I groaned at Mitch.

"Fuck the haters Ash, Rob and Mat are cool they won't I promise." He leaned down to kiss my forehead.

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We pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant we were meeting Rob and Mat at as I breathed out heavily.

"It will be okay." Mitch grabbed my left hand as I turned to look out the window.

"I hate anxiety." I muttered.