Cut To Pieces [Complete]

Ships

I lay in between Michaels legs as the credits of the movie we had been watching scrolled across the screen.

"Allie?" I hummed in response to Michaels question, giving him the all clear to continue. I felt Michael breathe in to deliver his lines but the door flung open, cutting him off before he could form the words.

"Where's my baby?" I rolled my eyes, grinning like an idiot, as Ashton walked into the room. He stood pouting as he held his arms open for a hug but I couldn't move as every time I tried Michaels grip around my shoulder tightened. "Michael!" Ashton whined and Michael finally let me go. I clambered off the bed, adjusting my jeans on my hips and let Ashton fold me into his arms. I admit, it was comforting and warm and I loved it when he held me, but it was nothing in comparison to Michael. "I missed you today." Ashton whispered into my hair as he walked us over to the other bed.

"You've been gone for two hours." I laughed as I let Ashton pull me against his side and start to run his hands through my hair. I leaned my head on Ashton's chest and gave Michael a sympathetic smile to which he simply shrugged and quickly left the room, mumbling about seeing Calum and Luke.

"Is Michael okay?" Ashton whispered even after the door had closed.

"I'm sure he's fine." I lied through my teeth as I reached my neck up for a kiss. Ashton grinned as he quickly pressed his lips onto mine. I couldn't help it. I was utterly conflicted. Ashton was perfect, passionate, kind, the right fit. And this kiss was consuming me. I could taste every bit of him and we fit perfectly together as he pulled me tighter in his arms. I couldn't help but smile against his lips as he pulled me by my waist so I was straddling his lap.

"Let's go do something." I giggled, stopping the intimacy before it went any further.

"Like what?" The smile on Ashton's face was blinding as he kept a hold of my waist. I chewed on my lip as I tried to think of something we could do to waste time before tonight's show. Ashton dropped my waist and flung himself back against the duvet, groaning.

"Don't do that." He groaned, using his forearm to cover his eyes, still grinning.

"Do what?" I cocked my head to the side slightly, still biting my lip and moved Ashton's arm from his eyes.

"That!" He laughed, pulling my lip from my teeth. "Stop biting your lip." I raised an eyebrow as his thumb traced over my bottom lip, his other hand resting in the small of my back. "It's hot." I raised my eyebrows and leaned down so I could kiss him again, all thoughts of Michael disappearing in this moment with Ashton.

"What do you want to do?" Ash whispered against my lips and I frowned.

"I want to get out of this hotel." I sighed, my lips still against his.

"Well then we'll leave." Ashton smiled, pushing my face away. "We'll do anything you want to do, Munchkin." I groaned at the nickname and gave Ashton a playful shove as I climbed off him to grab a pair of shoes.

"Put some jeans on." Ash ordered as he looked towards the window. "It's cold out today." I nodded and grabbed a pair of acid wash skinny jeans from my suitcase and pulled them on, aware of Ashton's eyes on me.

"Good Christian boys don't watch girls getting changed, Irwin." I laughed as I searched for a clean shirt.

"Who said anything about me being good?" His voice was much closer now and I grinned as a pair of hands settled on my hips and his lips pressed down on the side of my neck. His voice dropped an octave and grumbled as he whispered into my ear. "I can be bad." My stomach flipped at his words and I turned around in his arms to face him.

"Oh yeah?" I giggled. "Well right now I want you to be a good boy and take me for lunch." Ashton rolled his eyes and kissed my forehead softly before jumping to flop back down on the bed as I changed into my 3/4 sleeve GreenDay baseball shirt.

"I don't want lunch anymore." Ashton groaned. "I want to make out." I threw my jacket towards my boyfriend who expertly caught it mid air while still lying down.

"We're getting lunch Ashton." I giggled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me down on top of him. I pecked his nose as his arms wrapped around my waist, pressing me against his chest before he flipped us over so he was hovering on top of me, his eyes molten gold.

"Can lunch wait?" a shiver ran up my spine as Ashton bit his lip and squeezed my waist. "I can think of a way to make ourselves hungry." I could feel my cheeks redden and I couldn't help but sigh as Ashton's lips trailed across my neck and over the small corner of collarbone exposes my the neck of my shirt. "Allie?" I hummed as his fingers played at the bottom of my shirt and I kicked my legs up so they wrapped around his waist, pulling myself ever closer. "Are you still hungry?" I shook my head as his kisses trailed up my neck and next to my ear. "Are you sure?"

"Fuck, Ash." I groaned as I grabbed onto the front of his shirt. "Just shut up." He beamed as he smashed his lips onto mine and lifted up my hips, pulling the two of us further up the bed so our feet weren't dangling off the end.

I flung my arms over Ashton's neck and brought his lips back to mine.