Don't Cry ➳ a.i

[eighteen]

"So where do you want to go?" he asked.

"Didn't you want to get Italian? How about like Olive Garden or Zaz or something?"

"Uhh... how about Zaz?" he asked, looking at me.

"Sounds good to me. " I replied as I got into his car.

We got to Zaz, and ordered our food. I got Cheese Tortellini, an he got a simple spaghetti dish.

"Are you gonna eat that?" he said, pointing to my garlic bread.

"No, you can have it." I laughed at how hungry he was.

All of a sudden, he looked up at me sympathetically. "I'm sorry about what happened at school. You didn't deserve that."

"It's okay..."

"No it's not. You deserve way better. You have a better fashion sense than the bitch anyway." He shrugged, eating the garlic bread I gave him

I laughed at how he was reacting.

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Later, we went back to my place and chilled in the basement apartment like usual.

"So... what would you call what we did today?" I asked Ashton nervously.

"Hmm." He smirked. "A date. Is that okay?"

"Yeah." I blushed and looked down. I felt his fingers touch my chin, causing me to lift my head up, and he pressed his lips to mine. They moved perfectly in sync with each other, and before I knew it, the kiss ended.

"Just keeping things interesting?" I asked, mainly wanting to know if he meant to do that.

"Nope. That was a first date kiss." He said, sounding pleased with himself.

"What?" I laughed.

"Well, the kisses get better each date." he said like it was obvious.

I laughed again. "You're saying it gets better than that?"

"Ohhhhhhh yes." He smirked, wiggling his eyebrows at me.

I laughed yet again. He was always able to make me laugh, which I loved so much about him.

I turned on Netflix, and on the recommended list, 'Ferris Bueler's Day Off' was listed. I clicked on it, thinking it was appropriate for the occasion, and cuddled up next to Ashton.

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Author's Note:

Hey guys. So I started writing a new fan fiction called "Anonymous". It's a Luke Hemmings one, and I'd really appreciate it if you read it! Thanks. Xx