On the Road- Awsten Knight Waterparks

Chapter Eighteen

Isla's POV:

Awsten had helped me get all of my strands of hair coated in the bleach. When we had finished covering my hair, we started to dye Awsten's hair.

We had worked out that I had to leave my bleach on for at least 45 minutes and Awsten would only have to leave his dye on for 25 minutes, so he would have a shower first then I would have a shower whilst he's drying his hair. Then I could dry my hair and then dye it a light pink.

"I'm so excited to no longer have this fading green in my hair." I said making sure Awsten had put dye on the back.

We sat back on the bus and played the next episode of Rick and Morty.

"I never asked you. What do you want to do, in the future? Oh my god, I sound like my mom." Awsten asked me.

"I might do my masters is music technology, but I'm not sure. I think I want to carry on with sound tech." I replied.

"You're good at it but I think you'd be a really talented producer as well. From what I've hear you have produced some amazing stuff!" He complimented me.

"Thanks Awsie. That means a lot." I smiled.

"Dude did you just call me Awsie?" He laughed and I nodded. "I'm not that edgy." He said.

"No you're an idiot, that's what you are." I teased him. He started to tickle me. "No! Awsten! Stop! I will kick you in your face!" I screamed trying to release myself from his grasp.

"I will not stop until you apologise you bully!" He continued to tickle me. I hated being tickled.

"I will kick! I am not joking!" But he didn't stop. I started to thrash my legs about.

"Say you're sorry!" He screamed, my legs were flailing and my hands trying to pull him off of me.

"Okay! Okay! I'm sorry! Just stop!" He released me from his hold and I gasped for air.

"Thank you." He said smiling.

"That was horrible! I thought I was going to die from tickling!" We laughed, I was still catching my breath.

"Well you shouldn't have called me an idiot, then. Should you?" He smiled.

"You are. A cute idiot." I giggled. He held up his hands about to start tickling me again, but before he could I kissed him.

Instead of tickling my waist he grabbed hold of it. I opened my mouth deepening the kiss, as did Awsten. I instinctively got onto his lap and straddled him. I placed my hands in his chest.

His tongue brushed my lip asking for entrance. I opened my mouth letting the kiss become even deeper. Our tongues battled for dominance but I gave in and let Awsten take it.

My hips jerked forward without me realising. Awsten pulled away instantly and stood up. I ended up falling onto the floor with his sudden movements. Then I noticed his boner.

"I need to go wash this dye off." He said before speed walked to the bathroom. Shit, I pushed it too far, without realising it. I was starting to feel a sexual attraction towards him and it really fucking scared me. No one has made me feel this way before and now I just pushed him away.

Awsten's POV:

Fuck! Well done Awsten, You just ruined everything! She's gonna to be so uncomfortable around me now! I just had to go and get a boned didn't I?

She's going to think I just want her body. She's going to think that I'm like Evan. She's going to hate me! Fuck!

I turned on the shower, making sure it was cold. I took off my clothes and looked down at my cursed boner.

I groaned in frustration and got into the freezing cold shower. I washed the dye out of my hair. My eyes started to pool with tears as I thought about the fact that me and my stupid dick had just ruined my only chance with Isla.

I can't have her hate me. She's become so important to me in such a short time and I can't loose her. Fuck!

I knew I had to get out of the shower soon, Isla need to wash out her bleach. If I'm the reason her hair falls out, she's going to hate me even more.

My boned had finally gone and I wiped my tears. I quickly dried off and put my boxers and jeans back on. I picked up my shirt. And grabbed my towel making sure to cover my bare chest with them until I could grab a new shirt.

I walked out to see Isla, sat on the floor, where she had fallen to when I stood up, she was just starting at the wall.

"You should probably wash out the bleach." I said catching her attention.

"Awsten. I'm sorry." She said. Why was she sorry?

"Isla we'll talk later. Just go wash your hair." I weakly smiled. She stood up and walked past me to go into the shower.

I sighed as I heard the door lock behind her. Fuck. I had definitely just ruined things. I put on a clean sweater that I grabbed from my bunk and sighed. I grabbed my guitar, knowing that was the only thing I could do to distract myself.

I sat down in the back room, where everything had just gone wrong and I started to play.

Isla's POV: (trigger warning: self harm, she's not going to do it but there is mention of it.)

He hates me! I cried whilst running my fingers through my hair getting the bleach out. I pushed it too far and now he hates me! My knees felt weak. I slid down into a sitting position under the warm water of the shower.

He's never gonna want to speak to me again! I sobbed into my palms. I looked down at my thighs where faint red scars stained my skin from a time when I felt like everything was breaking around me. This felt worse. My chest felt small and my breathing quickened. I've ruined it.

I've ruined a really fucking good thing in my life. Awsten must have heard my sobs as I heard a knock on the door.

"Isla. Please don't cry! I'm so fucking sorry!" He shouted through the door. Why was he sorry? I turned the shower off and stood up. I wrapped a towel tightly around me. I unlocked the door.

"Awsten, please don't hate me." I sobbed.

"Why would I hate you?" He said softly and pulled my wet frame into him, holding me tightly. My sobs instantly slowed.

"I thought that I pushed you too far and made you uncomfortable. I'm sorry. I've never felt this way before and I got overwhelmed." I sobbed into his chest.

"Isla no. You didn't do anything wrong! It was me. I started getting carried away and I don't want to hurt you or pressure you. I just want you to be happy and me feeling the way I did wouldn't make you happy." He said angry at himself.

"Why would it make me unhappy? What feeling?" I asked naively.

"Isla, please. If you knew, you'd hate me. You'll think I'm a dick." He sighed. I pulled away from him and held my towel to me making sure it stayed wrapped around me.

"Awsten, just tell me. I'll never hate you." I started to cry again at the thought of him thinking I hate him.

"Isla."

"Awsten just say it!" I interrupted him.

"Fine! I wanted to make love to you Isla! I wanted you, I. I'm just as bad as Evan." He started to cry. I was so shocked.

"Awsten please. I think I want you too. You're nothing like him. You've never hurt me Awsten. But seeing hating yourself and think I hate you for wanting me, that fucking hurts!" I cupped his cheek.

"You want me?" He looked into my eyes, his hetrochromatic eyes flooded with tears.

"Yes, Awsten. You have me feeling ways I've never felt with anyone before." I sighed.

"I'm sorry Isla. I'm sorry I'm such an idiot." A single tear fell from his eye.

"A cute idiot." I smiled.

A/N
They just had their first sort of argument! What do you think about it?

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