A Second Chance - A Peyton and Asher Fanfiction

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Asher's POV

How come I never joined track I'm pretty fast runner, but Peyton on the other hand.

Peyton: *pants* Wait....Stop....Let... Me...Catch...My...Breath

I stop running after we had ran around the corner about a block away. Peyton is so unfit geez. Then I notice that she's shivering despite the fact the we just ran. I then notice that once again we are holding. I quickly let and act like it's nothing.

Asher: Why are so unfit?

Peyton: I don't run, or workout and anything that involves sport – she said standing up straight.

It was awkward for a minute once we started walking and freezing cold, who would throw a party on a night like this. But then Peyton breaks the silence.

Peyton: Uh... Why did you punch Andrew?

Asher: Um.. Something just came over me, I got so angry I could control myself I guess.

Peyton: Oh, well thanks for that, he deserves it. You never liked him anyway.

Asher: Was he your first kiss?

Peyton: What?

Asher: Never mind.

Peyton: Thanks for saving me Ash and for walking me home.

Asher: Who said I was walking you home. Here, you mom told me to give you this.

I handed her, the jacket in a cold way. I still wasn't sure who this person was, why should I be nice to her.

Peyton: Thanks, when were you at my house?

Asher: I dropped by when I was looking for you, I wanted to talk you about something.

Peyton: Well were alone now, you can talk.

I was just about to ask her the millions of questions that were rolling around in my head, but...

Asher: Where did you get that jacket?

She smiles and doesn't answer, this just makes me angrier and grows my suspicion. She just starts blushing for some reason, what is with this girl, seriously. If she wants me to believe we were ever friends, she's doing a pretty bad job.

Asher: Are you blushing?

Peyton: Whaaaaat? No. Haha. It's just really cold out.

Asher: Well that's what happens when you wear, a short skirt and a top with no sleeves.

I take the jacket from her arms and wrap it around her. I feel all warm and fuzzy when I'm near her, even on a night so cold.

Peyton: Thanks. I can't think straight, because of what just happened.

Asher: Stop thanking me.

We walked in awkward silence for what felt like forever, I kept wanting to open my mouth and break the silence with one of my many questions but each time I got too nervous and backed out. We arrived in front of her house and stopped and starred at each other.

In unison: I just wanted to..

Asher: Sorry you go first.

Peyton: No uh it's important.

Asher: Ok well, I just wanted to...well. I've lost a year of my life....

I started with such a serious almost angry voice.