When we got back to the dorm, I sat Ashton down on the bed, sitting next to him. We sat there in silence for a minute until I spoke, "I'm sorry." My voice sounded so small and useless. I sighed and just sat there facing him on the bed, sat cross-legged as he sat with his legs hanging off the edge of the bed. "I'm so sorry. It's my fault. I didn't know what to do. I didn't deserve your help. But I knew I'd need it. Thank you so much, Ashton -Ash! Sorry." He looked at me blankly. Then looked back at the wall. He hated me. He hated me and it was all my fault. "Why are you sorry?" he looked at me with his big eyes which had never looked so innocent. I sniffed, a tear running down my cheek. "Because it's not your fault. To be fair, I could have left you. I wanted to help you," he said.
I smiled sadly, "I can't thank you enough, Ash." He shrugged, "I wouldn't be so sure. I have a few ideas..." he smirked, his bloody lip bleeding slightly more. I raised my eyebrows at him, "Oh really? Well, we have to clean you up first." I looked at his lip which was busted up pretty bad. "Aw, baby. Does it hurt?"
"A bit but," he flexed his muscles jokingly, "I'm a man, I can take it." I smirked and kissed him on the cheek.
"So, are we good?" I asked him, meaning if he still hated me for when he saw Alex kissing me. "What do you mean?" he asked. I paused as I touched his lip and he winced, "Ooh, sorry," I said. He shrugged, "It's fine. So, what do you mean 'are we good now?' ."
"I mean, because of when you saw Alex kissing me earlier today. I swear he kissed me. I just didn't know what to do about him. I mean, after that night, he didn't know that I knew what his 'plans' for me were. So obviously, he thought we were still kind of a 'thing'. But then when we... he obviously didn't know about that and I thought that if I told him, he'd.. I don't know. But I was scared about what he'd do. I thought he'd just stay away. But he didn't," I replied, still feeling bad about Ash's lip.
"Oh, right. No. I understand, don't worry about it. I bought you flowers. I can get you some more if you want? I was kind of hoping we could go out for dinner but.. it's kind of late now," he laughed slightly. I sighed, "Thank you. I mean, the flowers looked cute so, thank you for the thought. We could still go out if you wanted?" I said laughing, nudging him.
I got a warm flannel and dabbed his lip to clean the blood off. "Do you want a plaster on it Ashy?" I asked laughing. "Mmmm, no. It would just fall off!" he said. He could be so cute when he wanted to be. He sounded like a little kid. I laughed at his reaction, "Ohh, okay. I had a special kind of plaster in mind but if you don't want ittt....?" He raised his eyebrows, "What kind of plaster, can I see it?" I shook my head at him, "You can't see it..." I replied. He hesitated. "But can I have one?" he asked smiling at me with his big eyes and perfect teeth. "Hm, okay. But close your eyes."
I leaned in close to him and pressed my nose against him. I kissed him gently as I felt him smile into the kiss. "I feel a lot better now," he said smiling at me. I smiled, "I have that kind of effect on people," I said, flipping my hair with my hand jokingly. "If you want, we can still go out for a super romantic meal. He raised one eyebrow, "Where?" he asked. I tapped my nose, "I can't say yet. But if you come get in the car, I'll take you there now," I replied. He shrugged and smiled, "Why not, come on let's goooo," he said, dragging me up.
