The Story of Us (Ashton Irwin)

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Short A/N:

I have a suggestion (: while I was writing this chapter Pretty When You Cry by Lana Del Rey came on and it went really well with this chapter. It doesn't really go with the chapter but it sounds great. If you listen to the song while you read this it will give the full affect. That's what I think, ha ha ha! Enjoy this chapter!

- Cera -

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I wake up.

It's dark and I hear snoring. I look to my right to see Michael laying next to me asleep. All I remember was breaking down at the sight of the diamond ring I found in Ashton's room. I may have fell asleep and Michael carried me here.

I shake Michael's shoulder lightly and he stirs in his sleep. He cracks open one eye and grunts.

"Hi," he says. His voice was deep and raspy.

"Hey," I reply.

"Are you okay?" He asks me sitting up.

I shake my head. "No. I'm not."

"Oh...." He just scratches the back of his head and sighs.

"What time is it?" I push back my dark, curly hair from my face.

Michael reaches over and grabs his phone off the nightstand. He presses the home button of his iPhone and squints at the bright light.

"2:24." He responds.

"Is Madeline worried about me?" I lay back down and stare up at the ceiling.

"No. She called earlier asking you where you were. I told her that you were here and asleep." Michael replies, laying back down as well.

"Are you worried about me?" I whisper.

"Very," he whispers back.

"Why is everyone so worried? I'm fine."

"You breakdown," Michael answers.

"So? Everyone breaks down." I snap. I roll over and close my eyes. I sigh. "Goodnight, Mikey."

He sighs as well. "Goodnight, Wen."

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"This movie is amazing," I whispered to Ashton.

"Right?" He smiled at me, his dimples were showing.

He laced his fingers with mine and I felt my cheeks heat up. His hands were so warm and secure.

The movie ended too soon. The lights dimmed and we both stood up. I grabbed my pack of half eaten Twizzlers and he led me out of the theatre. We walked hand in hand to his car, which was parked down the street. He said he wanted to talk and walk.

"Thanks for taking me on this date," I said. "The movie was great." I smiled as our arms swung, catching the night breeze.

"No problem." He responded.

He stopped walking and so did I. I faced him. "Why did we stop?"

"I'm falling quickly for you," he whispered.

I smiled. "I'm falling quickly for you too, Ash."

He gripped my hips with his large hands and leaned in, our lips brushed together. Our lips connect. The kiss is passionate, but slow. His tongue skimmed my lower lip. I let him in. And there we stood...

Kissing in the middle of the sidewalk at midnight.

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I wake up to find Michael not laying next to me. I sit up and the bathroom door opens. Michael walks out with a towel wrapped around his waist. He must sense me looking at him because he looks over at me.