"are you okay?" i ask him. his lips look so pouty and cute. my finger pokes his lip.
"yeah," he smiles. i shove my finger in his mouth causing him to laugh, "stop, elle!"
i burst out laughing and pull my finger away from him, "you're so cute, you know that?"
"you're drunk," he says.
"and you're cute," he shakes his head, blushing. i coo, "and even if i sober up, you'll still be cute."
he shakes his head again, "i'm going to go to the bathroom."
"take me with you!" i beg, grabbing onto his arm.
"what? you want to watch me pee or something?" my eyes widen and i nod my head, "i was joking!"
i laugh, "ohh! you were? you're so funny!"
"yeah, right," he pulls his black hat off and places it on top of my head, "take care of that. it makes me look cool."
"you can trust me, ashton," i tell him, laughing. everything about him is so hilarious. he shakes his head and walks away.
