I Reject You

Chapter 15

HANNAH'S POV

I let Ashler carry me in his arms towards our room. Right now I was too scared of the thunder noises and found my only comfort snuggling into his chest.

I can't believe I just told Ashler one of my biggest fears which I guess even Andrew doesn't know about.

My decisions are what scare me the most. Every single time. I always end up losing someone because of it.

Be it past, present or even the future. I took the stupid decision of running away and it resulted in losing my entire pack!

And now the decision to choose between Andrew and Ashler. Actually this isn't a decision. I'm practically torn between both of them.

Ashler carefully placed me on the bed as if I'd break if he applied any force. Since my dress was wet and uncomfortable, I wanted to get out of it but I hadn't brought any extra pair. The clothes that I had worn for the journey were too tight to be sleeping in.

As if understanding my thoughts, he opened his bag and handed me over his grey t-shirt.

He took out a pair of trousers from for himself.

"I'll go inside and change. You can change here, okay?" He asked.

Not trusting my voice, I nodded in agreement.

I stripped out of my wet clothes and wore Ashler's T-shirt. It reached the top-mid of my thighs, enough to cover my butt. It contained his scent that comforted me in ways that I can't even describe in words.

I removed all the pins from my now soaking hair and let them cascade down my back.

"You done?" Ashler called from inside.

"Yeah." My voice was raspy from all the crying.

Ashler stepped out without a shirt looking breathtakingly gorgeous. He had freaking eight packs!

But I knew they hadn't grown overnight. He worked out very hard to maintain them.

"A picture will last longer, take it." He said, flexing his biceps.

Shit! He had caught me staring at his perfectly sculptured body-

"I- I wasn't looking." This was my pathetic attempt of a reply.

"Aww...don't worry. I'm all yours. You don't need a picture, you can touch them and do all what you want." He said wiggling his eyebrows suggestively.

I know he was trying to lift my mood and I'm sure I looked like a fire truck. But it worked because I ended up smiling in the end.

"Don't flatter yourself too much." I said, wishing for my embarrassment to end.

Thankfully he let the topic go.

I checked my phone for any text from Andrew but was a little disappointed to find none. I guess he was still angry.

There were 10 messages and 2 missed calls from Lily though, all asking about how Ashler and I were holding up including the 'juicy details' as she names it.

This girl is always too excited to gossip about us.

I quickly sent her a text telling we were doing just fine.

"I'll sleep on the couch, you can take the bed." Ashler said, lying on the couch.

Since he was quite tall, I could see that he was having a hard time fitting himself there.

"You can sleep here, I'll be comfortable on the couch since I'm smaller." I said, sitting up.

"No, it's okay. I'm comfortable." He said smiling a little.