Forever and Infinity || a.i.

Chapter 35: Confessions

*Claire's POV*

I'm making most of this up so these aren't accurate/real facts about Ashton :P

"Ok,ok. Fine I'll play." I laughed, sitting up.

"I win again." Ashton smiled.

"How can I say no to that face." I pouted, kissing him quickly before falling down back on the bed.

They got home about 2 hours ago and everyone already went to sleep. We did have school tomorrow.

We were laying on our backs on the bed in my room, staring at the ceiling, eating candy and talking about nothing important.

It was Ashton's idea to play this game where we confess things to each other until we got bored or tired.

'It's just a game. It'll help me get to know you more.' he said earlier.

I was iffy at first, but he pouted like a child and I was over with, so I just gave in and decided to play. It would be good for both of us...right?

"You go first." I insisted.

"Fine." he laughed, sitting up. "Hmm... I really liked those yogurt melts that I buy them sometimes and eat them in the car alone." he giggled.

"I do that too." I glared. "That shouldn't count as a confession!" I laughed.

"Yes it does. Now it's your turn."

"That was my confession. I eat yogurt melts by myself all the time." I shrugged.

"Doesn't count." he laughed, grabbing my hand and playing with my fingers.

"Fine." I groaned. "Um... you're my first boyfriend." I shrugged.

"Really." Ashton nodded.

"Mhm." I giggled. "Your turn."

"I really like your fingers." he laughed, focused on my fingers.

"I really like your laugh."

"I really like your toes. They're like little blueberries."

"I really want to hear you sing."

"I sing! Just not a lot." he shrugged.

I giggled. "I really like your eyes."

"I don't know why we keep saying I really like."

"That's not a confession!" I sing-songed.

"Fine... I really-" he cut off. "I mean, I love your eyes." he smiled.

"I think you can be really cheesy at times."

"Your hair smells good."

I laughed. "I'm very shy."

"I'm a little too confident." he shrugged.

"That's a good thing." I reassured him.

"It's your turn." he laughed, looking up at me.

"I like it when you call me baby."

"I like calling you baby." he agreed.

"Um... My favorite color is blue."

"I don't think that counts."

"Yes it does! Now go." I laughed.

"I can play more instruments then just the drums."

"Really. I play the clarinet." I laughed.

"I'll have to teach you sometime."

"I think that would be nice. That's my confession."