You were doing something you never thought you'd do. You were kissing Ashton. Being only friends with him and the other three, you never had any strong feelings towards him.
Not until recently.
When he was screaming at you and fighting with you, you started to hate being friends with him. He called you crazy. He said you were insane. He told you that you were screwing with his head even though you were pretty sure you weren't. You were mad at him for saying those things to you. They hurt.
Then he kissed you. Confused as can be, but your feelings did a complete 360. You didn't understand it, but you didn't try to figure it out nor fight it. You didn't want to and you didn't know why.
His lips were in sync with yours, moving at a slow pace, speeding up, then back to slow. You slid one hand through his hair, lightly pulling at it while your other hand was pressed against the top of his back. He had his hands on your hips, your back being against the wall.
Then you remembered that he had said you drove him insane before he kissed you and all the words he said to you during the fight started to make sense. They had hidden underlining meaning behind them and you now understood.
A shiver ran down your spine. Not like the one from early, one that was out of fear. One that made you grip his wavy hair a little harder. One that made you press his upper back towards you, wanting to be nothing but closer to him. You felt him smile under your kiss and his grip on your hips got tighter. His lips left yours and you felt yourself being pulled away from the wall, only to be pushed back into it.
Slowly opening your eyes, you saw honey colored ones looking back at you. Amusement was written all over his face, a smirk covering the bottom part. Waiting for him to give you a reason as to why he did that, you thought about what you had just done. You pressed your hand that was on his back forcefully and he just simply shook his head, the smirk still present.
Thinking maybe it was because you pulled at his hair, you mirrored your movements from before, giving it a tug and you were brought from the wall and pushed into it again. You looked at him, eyes looking down to his lips and up again before attaching your lips back to his. He kissed you with more force this time and you returned the same.
You felt his tongue hot on your bottom lip and opened your mouth, letting him slide inside. You grabbed at his hair from the contact and pulled it again, a little harder this time. He pulled you from the wall and slammed you hard against it, biting your bottom lip when your head went back. A moan escaped from you and you froze, opening your eyes.
He opened his eyes and gave you a playful smirk. "Someone likes it rough." He whispered, making your stomach clench.
You were getting ready to speak up when his lips were back on yours. You kept up to his speed and your hand from his back moved up to his hair and both of your hands were now pulling at it, pulling his head back. A growl emerged from Ashton.
"Yes you do." You said leaning in to kiss his neck. You kissed it and bit it, not hard but hard enough.
He moved you and you were prepared to be pushed back into the wall but wasn't. He was walking. You were still kissing up his neck and up to his ear when you were pushed into a wall again and being slid across it. You heard a crash and a twang that you knew was the sound of glass breaking. Letting up from his neck, you looked down and saw the picture frames that were hanging, now on the floor broken and shattered.
You attached your lips back to his and held your arm to your side, pushing off the remaining pictures as he continued to slide you across the wall. You were brought away and slammed hard back into the wall before being lifted and placed on a wooden object. You used your arm to swipe everything off of your dresser, letting everything fall to a crash.
