The Only Reason (Ashton Irwin)

Chapter 7

Before Ashton can walk away from the car, I shouted his name.

"Ashton!"

He looked at me and raised his eyebrow. "What?"

I scratched my right face using my right hand and blushed slightly because of embarassment. "I'm not wearing any slippers on."

He sigh and rolled his eyes. "I have black heels in the back seat."

My eyes widen when he said that. Why the hell does a guy have heels?

I bit my lip when I remember that he is a bad guy, that he is a playboy. I think the girls or toys that he played with left their heels here. What the hell, they had sex in here? I almost want to puke when I knew that I'm sitting at the chair where they did it. I groaned and stop myself from imagining them (Ashton and the girls he hook up with) doing it here.

Ashton seemed to understand my shocked and confused face.

"My sister left it in the car. So stop thinking about something that is not true" he spat.

"Are you on your monthly?" I mumbled while getting the black heels in the back seat.

I wore the black heels first in my left foot then after that I wore the black heels too in my right foot. When I finished wearing it, I examined the black heels in my feet. Nice, it fits my feet.

I looked down at my clothes and good thing that the black heels looks nice with my white sando, red blazer and a black jeggings.

I hope that I won't fall and die because of the heels.

I walked out of the car and slowly walked towards Ashton, silently praying that I can walk normally with these heels on.

"Do I look okay?" I asked Ashton while looking down at my clothes.

I hope I look okay because I'm tired of being ugly.

Ashton didn't answer my question. Yeah I'm really ugly. I looked up at Ashton and saw him biting his lips while looking at me.

I stared at him back, knowing that guys will stop staring at the girls if the girls stared back too. Seconds passed and it was already a staring contest.

I sighed. I'm already tired to stare at ugly people.. like me.

I always stare at the mirror and I always see my ugly face. Dammit.

"Ash?" I raised my eyebrow.

He jolted slightly when I said his name. His eyes widen then avoided an eye contact with me when he realized that he's staring at me for a long time.

"Le-let's go" he stuttered before walking away from me.

He did not answer my question.

They said silence means yes. But if the question is 'Do I look okay', silence means no for me. The person who is answering the question is too shy to tell the truth.

I rolled my eyes before following this ugly and asshole guy. Guys really don't want to wait for girls, aren't they?

My eyes widen when I remember that people that is aged one to seventeen years old is not allowed to enter the club. Duh, infants can't come to clubs alone. Well, thirteen to seventeen years old can come but we're too young to party and drink beers. I stopped walking slowly then ran to Ashton and tapped his shoulder before he comes inside the club. He turned around and gave me a confused face.

"I'm not allowed to come inside" I whispered.

He raised his eyebrow at me, not getting what I'm saying to him.