Lost and Found- a.i

Chapter 3

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Alex's P.O.V

As I mentioned, I've never really had any boys interested in me, so that basically means I'm almost as inexperienced as it gets.

I say almost because I have had my first kiss. It shouldn't really count because we were 13 and playing spin the bottle and it was to a guy whose name I don't remember anymore.

It was nothing special I guess.

But this, this is pretty special.

I mean who would have thought I would accidentally run into a guy and half an hour later we would be in a room making out.

Not me, that's for sure.

I've never been extremely outgoing or anything, and this is really different for me. Like I don't even know this Ashton guy's last name, but here we are, kissing in a room where anyone could walk in, at anytime.

I feel like such a rebellious badass it's completely ridiculous right now. Usually I make my parents proud and do everything a good girl should, but I don't know how proud my parents would be of me now.

They would actually probably lecture me about how unsafe this is, not that I could disagree. Ashton could be a murderer ready to kill me, and if I was thinking clearly I would probably be more worried but his lips are on mine and it feels really nice and it's making my mind go entirely fuzzy.

My hands grasp the back on his neck, on of them grasping his hair and tugging lightly on it.

He makes a sound of pleasure and I smile against his lips. He presses me against the wall even harder, but it's not painful.

He grips my hip with one hand while the other still cups my face.

I don't have any experience in this entire kissing and making out thing, so I'm happy just to let him lead and I'll happily follow along with whatever. .

After what feels like a really long time we break apart. Panting fills the air as his forehead presses against mine.

"Sorry." He mutters extremely quietly, looking me in the eyes.

I breathe heavily, still recovering for a moment. "Don't be."

Ashton smiles lightly, looking down at our bodies pressed together before talking a step back.

"I've never done that to someone before, I promise." Ashton tries to explain. "I just felt this overwhelming urge to kiss you so I guess my mind went blank and I let my hormones take over and then we were kissing, sorry." He rushes his sentences out, like he's afraid that I'll slap him and run away.

If we're going to be completely honest, I would never do that. I find this guy ridiculously attractive, so I didn't mind that we kissed for a while.

"I don't mind. I enjoyed it actually." I say truthfully.

His eyebrows raise in surprise. "Really?" He asks, like I wouldn't enjoy kissing him.

"Well, yeah." I say in a condescending voice, as if he would have to be stupid to think I didn't like it.

Ashton smiles cheekily. "Sweet!" He exclaims, and I giggle at his humor.

We stare at each other from a few minutes, before snapping out of it.

"So, what now?" Ashton asks, quirking an eyebrow.

I shrug my shoulders, "I don't really know." I answer him.

He grins quickly before ducking in and pressing his lips to mine again.

I smile into the kiss and tangle my fingers in his hair.

We make out slowly for a few minutes before pulling back again.

"Sorry." Ashton mutters again.

"Why do you keep saying that?" I question. "I already told you I like it."

"I just don't want you to run away." He says, scanning my face.

"Well, do you see me running?" I ask.

He shakes his head, the wavy locks falling into his eyes and blocking his sight for a minute.

"Not yet."

We sit in silence. I clear my throat and look up at him.

"So Ashton." I start saying. "What's your last name?"

He blushes, his cheeks turning a light shade of pink.

"I didn't even tell you before!" he exclaims. "I'm so rude! I kiss you before I even tell you my full name!"

I laugh lightly, shaking my head. "No worries man. I mean, you kissed me before you even knew my last name too!" I say.

His eyes widen and he looks at me in a mild panic before realizing the joking look on my face and rolls his eyes.

"I know, I'm so sorry. Chivalry is totally dead, isn't it." Ashton jokes.

"It's okay. I mean, it totally is because you kissed me without even knowing me, but its fine because you're a really good kisser."

He smiles brightly at me. "Thanks. You're a good kisser too."

"Maybe next time, ask a girl on a date before bringing her into a dark closet, huh?" I tease him.

Ashton rolls his eyes. "Whatever, you like it anyway." He mutters.

"Can't deny that!" I chirp.

He glances at his feet, before looking me in the eyes again.

"So Alex, what's your last name?" He questions.

"Granter. Boring, I know. I wish I had a cool last name like Lightning or something."

He giggles, cracking a smile.

"What's yours. Ashton-who-kisses-girls-before-knowing-them?" I ask jokingly.

He gives me a sour look before smiling again.

"No, surprising my parents didn't name me that." He laughs. "It's Irwin."

"Hmm, Ashton Irwin." I say. He nods boyishly at me.

"Well, nice too meet you, Ashton who-kisses-girls-before-knowing-them Irwin."

"Nice to meet you, Alex -who-won't-let-that-go Granter."

A/N- HELLO! I'm sorry for not updating, I don't think anyone is reading this anyway. Basically Alex just teases Ashton a lot in this chapter because he kisses her without even knowing her full name and they just joke around a lot. There's probably a lot of mistakes because it isn't edited, and I'm sorry. Hope you enjoyed :)