I woke up to my mom banging on the door... and a major headache (in Asher's shirt from last night
"What?!? I'm coming!" I went to open it
"We have to be at the airport in 30 minutes get- is that Asher's shirt from yesterday?"
"Um no! not even"
"Is that Asher in your bed?"
"Yeah um! We were playing the game I bought for him last night and i guess he fell asleep here... I mean I fell asleep before him"
"O-Kay get be downstairs in 10 minute"
"Okay!" I woke him up! he did his daily morning routine and so did I. I put on black and white Adidas sweat pants, a black cami, black and white Adidas sandals with elite black and white socks, and put my hair into a messy bun. surprise surprise Asher Also had on black and white Adidas sweat pants, a black beater, black and white Adidas sandals with black and white elite socks, and his hair was messy! "Ash do your head hurt too?"
"Yes! it's killing me!"
"Okay! you two go return the keys and we'll meat y'all in the car"
"Okay" we took the keys to the front desk (checked out) "what happened last night?"
"All I remember is having sex and you trying to suck my di*k" he whispered
"I did not!"
"You did try!"
"But I didn't did I?" I asked shocked
"No! I didn't let you because I know you didn't really want to do it you were just drunk. it would have been different if you were sober"
"I will never put a di*k in my mouth"
"You were about 2 centimeters away from doing it"
I pushed him to the side "ugh!"
He pulled me close "we can't kiss for 10 hours"
"Well were alone now!" He kissed me and grabbed my chin! we made out for like 30 seconds then my mom texted 'come out now' ugh buzz kill "my mom text, we gotta get out of here" we went out to the car and drove to the airport, boarded the plane, and flew back to New York.
***
"Good to be home!" I shout as I ran to my bedroom, kicked my sandals off, and closed my eyes but... my mom ruined it again
"Drew honey?"
"Mom! I'm sleep"
"Baby. can I talk to you?"
"Can we talk later, I have a major headache, and I'm so sleepy"
"No! we need to talk now!"
"What could we possibly have to talk about?"
"Do you and Asher have a thing?"
"No mom! were just friends"
"Now! your father"
"You mean that guy who left me?"
"Your father! he wants to see you"
"Why now?"
"He haven't seen you since you were 5"
"It was his decision to leave so he have to live with it" I laid down and put the cover over my head
"He's kind of downstairs"
"Well I don't want to see him"
"He's downstairs for you. now get down there"
