Flirtatious Much?

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Hey! Hope you guys had an amazing day! The last chapter left you off at a big cliffhanger (lol). No worries! You'll find out pretty soon what she was talking about.👀
(At the top is a picture of Scarlett's house)

Enjoy:)
-Les❤️

HE LOOKED AT ME straight in the eyes waiting for me to tell him.

"It's about my mom..."

"Scar, you can tell me." He smirked. "Cross my heart."

I smiled at how he could brighten someone's mood in 3.5 seconds. I closed my eyes and nevertheless...spilled the tea.

"Brace yourself 'cause it's about to get pretty dark. I've always wanted to find my mom. Ever since I was little, I would gather up all the information I could about her." He looked at me attentively.

"Where she worked. Who she worked for. What her job was. Who her friends were. The list went on and on. Until one day I got this crazy idea that I would find her. All by myself, in the streets of some big city. With nothing but a bag of natural necessities on my back."

He stared at me, I think he was trying to figure out if I was kidding or not.

"Your...playing with my head right? Okay, where is the guy from WWYD with the camera?" He started looking around until his eyes finally met mine. "Why didn't you tell me this last night?"

"I was contemplating whether I should tell you... I didn't want you to think I'm some freak who tracks down people using the dark web. Even though I kinda am." I was playing with my fingers to avoid his eyes.

"You're not a freak. And this isn't your fault. You're just curious and will go to full extents to find her. I get it." I mouthed thank you to him one second before he put his finger up at me. "But, I do have to ask... How do you plan on finding her?" I smirked.

"Well, I was thinking of contacting her through a "No Caller ID" sort of thing and then pretend to be a modeling agent-"

"Wait your mom models?" Ashton got up and went to the kitchen.

"Yeah. Ok so, I would pretend to be a modeling agent who would get her a good modeling job for some famous brands-"

"And you guys would meet somewhere." He took a sip of the soda in his hand. I nodded.

"At the airport. It's just a bit farther north and I could get a taxi there." I crept a bit closer to him to the point where he was only a few inches away from me. He smirked and raised an eyebrow.

"Are you trying to make a move on me, Scarlett Luna Celeste?"

"How'd you know that was my middle name?"

"Your dad called you that yesterday. Figured."

"Not the point." I closed my eyes and whispered the next part to him. "Amelia has always been scared to get in trouble by the cops. I am, too. But, maybe it wouldn't be so scary if we got in trouble by the cops together?"

"And what are you trying to say with that?"

"Will you, Ashton Wills, help me find my mom?" I pouted and put my hands up to my chin, looking desperate.

"Only if I get something in return." He moved closer to me. I have to admit, I did too.

"And what's that?"

"You'll find out soon enough." He said as he kissed my forehead. I turned a light red and followed him back to the living room.

We watched a total of about 3 movies. We fell asleep and by the time I woke up, it was only 9. I went to the kitchen to get a snack and sang a bit of one of my favorite songs.

"There was a time, when I was alone. No where to go and no place to call home. My only friend was the man and the moon. And even sometimes they would go away, too." I ended up twirling and singing the song so loud in my kitchen. Forgetting he was here.

"So you sing?" I stopped in mid twirl as I turned to face him.

"I guess." I sat on the counter and he sat on the island, right in front of me.

"I kind of sing, too."

"I know." He raised an eyebrow.

"When you were humming something in my ear at The Intersect." I continued, "I couldn't really make out the song but, your voice was amazing."

"Yours is, too." I smiled at that.

I tend to do that a lot when he's around.

I went to the living room and he followed behind.

"This isn't The Intersect. And I'm not crying but, do it again?"

"Anytime." We sat down and I leaned my head on his chest. He ran his electrifying fingers through my hair and started singing a nice song.

"Lean on me. When your not strong, I'll be your friend. I'll help you carry on." His voice was music to my ears. I had closed my eyes and I guess he thought I was sleeping because he said-

"Except I don't want to be your friend. Maybe one day, you'll let me be more than that." He continued playing with my hair. "I think I'm falling in love."

"Me too." I whispered.

He heard me.
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-Les❤️

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