Do You Hear Me?

Chapter 7

I threw my keys and wallet on the bed. Landed on the bed and I pulled my pillow. I heard footsteps walking towards my room.

"So, who's this girl you've been crazily in love about?" A random farmiliar voice echoed from the back. I turned around. "Hey, Brad. Hope I didn't make you shit in your pants." Ashley continued. "Seriously? Nope you didn't at all. What's up? Oh her, nah someone who makes me wonder." I covered it up, hoping she will stop asking about that dream girl of mine.

"Come on, you haven't spill them beans. Come on, what's her name?" She jumped on my back. "Sigh. Fine. Her name's Allison. Anything else Ms. Wanna-know-it-all?" I pulled her down. She giggled. "Age? How does she look like? Hmmm, what about everything?" "Hahaha, what about no?" I started ticking her. "NO-NO STAPH I CAN'T DEAL WITH TICKLES. STOP OR YOU MIGHT GET HURT. AHAHAH" Ashley was ticklish as hell. I admit. I'm just afraid of her natural response. You know the casual slap to the face. Mhm that.

"Ouch!" I yelled. I slammed myself on the floor. Or course gravity's work. "You asked for a slap. You got one." Ashley sticked out her tongue. "Bitch, help me out. Ugh." I yelled at her and reached my hand out to her.

Ashley didn't talk. All she did was stare at me. More of a admire. Oh God this is awkward. I cleared my throat, but she won't stop looking at me. I finally looked away and she finally snapped out of it. "Sorry. I gotta go. See ya, Brad." She grabbed her bag and walked away.