Just Another Fanfic

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I remembered Ashton carrying me back, myself sleeping on him like a toddler. Then I remember him stripping me slowly and gently, making sure I wouldn't wake up, little did he know that I was a very sensitive sleeper. I'm my bra and undies, he walked to his closet and put a sweater on me. I then cuddled close to his neck and kissed him, then later going back to my deep sleep.

In the morning I had fully snuggled up to Ashton, this time his arms around my waist and his lips against my cheek, breathing softly. I smiled and tried to get out of his grip. "No. Please, don't leave me." He whispered softly. I giggled, "I have to go change." I said, poking him playfully. He crowed and laid his head on near my neck. I pulled away slowly. "Sorry Ashton." I whispered, and I took my wet (now dry) jeans on and left.

I went home by bus. I never really even looked back. I had to. I couldn't and wouldn't stay. He has his pretty fans and fame, why would he look out for me to? He wouldn't have the time. It was...good. For both of us, I mean.

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