"what are you going to wear?" i ask ashton friday night.
he lies flat out on the couch with a pillow pulled over his head. ash sticks his head out from under the pillow, "wear for what?"
"calum's party?" i remind him.
"oh, yeah. um, i don't know, i'll throw something on." he mumbles before pulling the pillow back over his head.
i shake my head and sit on his stomach. a choking sound comes from under the pillow, "you better put on something nice,"
"i will, now get off of me." i ignore him. he pulls the pillow off of his head and lightly hits me on the head with it.
grabbing another pillow off the couch, i hit ashton back, the two of us springing out into a pillow fight.
