neighbors ≫ a.i. [on hold]

Three

On my way home from Calum's house, I was stopped at a red light, waiting in the mist of pure black, darkness engulfing my black sleek car. I chewed on my tongue as I impatiently waited for the light to turn green, every second took hours to pass. My hair was pulled into a pony tail, whipping around with every move I made with my head. Finally the light turns green, and as soon as I step to accelerate, the passenger door was yanked open, and a figure sat down on one of the leather seats, and I panicked. My mouth was covered as I was about to talk, and the male speaks.

"Shh, it's Ashton." He says letting down the hood of his black hoodie. I mentally thank the lord for the fact that it was only Ashton and not some creepy serial killer or something. I let out a large breath, and continue driving.

"Why are you out?" He asks me. Out of all people who should be asked this question out of this circumstance it's him who asks me?

"I should be asking you that question," I say and stop at a red light, this time locking the doors. Ashton chuckles and directs his attention back to me.

"I asked first, Now tell me, who were you with?" Ashton says his gaze never leaving mine. It's so intense, you can feel our heart beats in the small space, our eyes yelling untold stories only knowledgeable to the eyes, but not to the ears. I loose myself yet again, in his eyes, in his everything, his scent is intoxicating and his lips are making me dream wonders, but this is wrong.

"No one, leave it alone Ashton." I say biting my lip and paying more attention to the road. I make a turn onto a dark road and continue to drive, just slowing down.

"I get it, you went out to have sex! Tell me was it Mark? Ooh, or James? Realistically, you probably went for both." He smirks and I stop the car in the middle of the road, shifting it into park to handle him and his ridiculousness.

"Is that really what you think of me?" I ask completely serious my eyes showcasing how angry I truly am. My teeth grit together and I clear my throat telling him to spit out his opinion.

"I- I no, I was.. I mean why else were you out?" He says. I swallow hard, tears threatening to spill, but I swallow the lump and prevent the waterworks.

"Answer the damn question Ashton, Do you honestly think I'm that kind of person?" I said cocking my head to the side, trying to keep my cool. He scoots closer to me, if possible, and his right hand brushes across my left cheek as he holds my jaw lightly. I'm fairly confused and he leans in to have our lips meet, and to my surprise it isn't a quick kiss, no, it was full of need and desperation, full of determination and passion, full of lust and love, full of everything I have been searching for. My lips press back onto his, as our tongues fight for dominance making my stomach toss and turn, tightening and loosening at desperate measures I've never experienced before.

Finally when I pull back, he whispers against my swollen lips, "Now, does that answer your question?" And My eyes find his. How could this feel so right, and be so wrong? Is it even wrong? Is it even right? Why him?

My mind jumps to various conclusions as to why Ashton would be the only one to give me this feeling, but nothing comes. I find myself yearning for that feeling again, so I swallow and kiss him again, and get lost in the moment.

Our lips mold against each others almost as a cookie cutter fit, perfect and snug, meant for each other. But our personalities are so conflicting, that its wrong.. and its also wrong for many other reasons, one of them being that Lauren is a really good friend of mine and if her brother and I started dating I think she'd scream ew and swat me with a ruler. But right now, I don't care.

I let him brake the kiss, but it wasn't for a while because it seemed that he had his hopes set that I would have been the one to break it so he wouldn't have too.. but I think he got the idea that neither one of us wanted to stop but yet we both did.

It's crazy how one person can become a lifelong key holder to your precious heart that seems to be locked away behind large huge strong walls that you spend years building, to prevent you from it, and yet it seems to somehow find a way to seep through the tiniest crack and still win you over. It's crazy that I think that person is Ashton.

"Why'd you stop?" He asks, peering into my glossy eyes, but I'm praying that it isn't noticeable because of how dark it is and I realize I'm still in the middle of the road. I shift into drive and get up to speed quickly, and continue the drive.

"Because it's wrong." I plainly address, and he's still confused. I don't really want to try and explain the difficulties to our relationship- if there even is one- but he looks so cute confused.

"What's so wrong about two people liking each other?" He clarifies making me jump, and my blood rush through my veins due to my incredibly rapid heart rate. I swallow hard and continue.

"You like me?" I ask and I hope this doesn't become that one show where you apply to go on because you have a problem and every time you try to find a solution, something new is thrown at you.

"Do you like me?" He vulnerably asks, biting his lip and picking at his nails.

"I asked first," I say smiling, pulling into a fast food place to get a drink.

"Okay, fine. Um, Should I across the board just say it? Yeah? Okay, no more stalling.. maybe." He says and I shove him. He turns to look at me in the eyes. "Fine fine, Yeah. I do like you, a lot."

Im speechless because usually there would be a joke or comment by now and Ashton isn't really one for cheesy moments, and doesn't usually use this type of approach. I can't help but smile, but on the inside a part of me feels that he's lying.

"Yes, I like you." I whisper with a smile across my lips. I didn't take into take that we were inching forward until a second ago, right before our lips touched. I had a blazing fire that rushed through my veins, along with a tingle through my whole body. I feel as though the sensation from a vibrating wire has been shot from space and into my body shocking every single nerve in its being, I feel alive.

I'm wondering now how I'll continue to get by, with this tutoring position and the certain consequences that come with the mutual feelings we both have.

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okay this chapter was shit i know

i know it was short bare with me im balancing 6 hours of school time to study time to do my homework time to babysit for 3 hours and then 3 more hours of drivers ed plUS WAKING UP AT 4 AM BARE WITH THE SLOW UPDATES

okay and also keep in mind that calum isnt committed to violet and violet isnt committed to calum but should violet had kissed ashton? multiple times?? ooo shit

anddd that violet has had feelings for ashton longer than she has for calum but thats not saying calum isnt hot bc damn

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idk when the next update will be, im just updating whenever i have tine cos shit im busy all the damn time

but anyway this was a long authors note but hEEEYY WHAT CAN U DO

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