A Second Chance - A Peyton and Asher Fanfiction

Chapter 10

This Pick is so cuuuuuttte OML. Enjoy.

'Ok here you go', says Asher as he sets Peyton down on the bed. He grabs his bag and begins unpacking, Peyton eyes widen when he pulls out a bag gummy worms.

'You did bring them', she says cheerfully attempting to stand, completely forgetting about her injury. 'Can we have them n-owwww ow oww', she fell onto the floor. Asher's head snapped back around to see her on the floor, her eyes closed shut wincing at the pain. His eyes immediately showed worry as she knelt to assist her.

'Peyton!, What's wrong with you. I would brought them over. Come on put your arm around me I'll put you back on the bed.'

As he set her on the bed she quickly grabs his hand so he doesn't leave. She starts to feel better. Surprisingly Asher didn't snatch his hand away, instead he sat close to her.

'Feel b-better', he said feeling a bit nervous.

'Yeah thanks', her smile so contagious he couldn't help but smile too. She feels her hands being caressed and looks down. She attempts to let go knowing how uncomfortable this might be for Asher.

'Oh uh sorry, just force of habit, again', she says.

When she realizes he's not letting go, she looks at him confused, and finds him looking deeply into her eyes, for a while they are lost in a trance. Millions of thoughts running through their mind, heart racing and happiness filling their whole body.

He begins to lean in slowly making Peyton's heart beat faster and while he does...

'Ash'

'Hmmm'

'What are you- what are you doing?'

'Nothing

'His eyes close and unfortunately breaking the trance, he realizes what he's doing and quickly panics, trying to think of a way out without embarrassment. There was only one thing to do. He falls back onto the bed and begins snoring.

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Next morning Asher woke up early and headed out to play basketball on the small court behind their cabin. He needed to clear his head and think about what just happened, maybe it was that dream he had.

'Stupid Dream', he says dribbling angrily.

'Why are you up so early, it's freezing out here', he turns to see a shivering Peyton limping up to him.

'I could ask you the same, you're meant to be resting that leg'

'I'm feeling better now actually, and how could I sleep with your loud as ball'

'Ha sorry I just needed to clear my head'

'At 4:30am', she says shivering even more, she moves closer to him. 'Guess you could say you woke on the wrong side of the bed this morning, get it cause you woke up on my--- I was worried'

'About what?'

'You',

'Right. Well I'm ok, everything that's happened to me is just so frustrating'.

'Yeah I get it, kinda. I mean I know what it feels like to lose someone'.

An awkward silence filled the court. Asher finally noticed how much Peyton was shivering, and walked over to give his jacket.

'Here take this'

'No'

'Peyton you're cold, it would suck if you were both injured and sick. For you, it would suck for you.'