"..I know what you want from me.."
Kala nervously picked her chipped nails as Ashton unlocked his apartment. He smiled back at her and he walked in. As soon as you stepped in you were hit with that musty cheap hotel room smell, smoke, and a mix of colognes.
"Its lovely." Kala said awkwardly as he watched her.
The walls were dark with posters and artwork. The furniture was ratty but looked welcoming enough and the surfaces and kitchen seemed surprisingly clean.
"Something like that..." Ashton muttered walking down the hall and motioning for her to follow.
He lead her into a white washed bathroom.
"Here." He said handing her a cup and some headache pills.
"Thanks." She tried to hide the blush that came when he placed a hand on her hip.
"You okay?" He asked placing his other hand on her rib cage and resting his chin on her shoulder as she set down the cup.
"Of course. But I should probably call my parents." She whispered watching him in the mirror.
"Ha well I'll be in my room. And don't be shy Kala. I know what you really want." He laughed cheekily before waltzing off down the hall.
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Eighteen~a.i.
Romance~Alternate Universe~"If long hair and tattoos are what attract you, baby then you're in luck, and I know it's just a phase you're not in love with me, you wanna piss off your parents, baby piss off your parents.... that's alright with me" - Ana...
