Crystal POV.
I sat on the sofa in the small living room in Ashton's flat looking that the pictures of him and my brother when they were little and growing up. I did feature in a few of them. One that I found cute was me in my jeans overalls and on the beast pocket I had a small yellow duck which had a small stain on it. My hair was in pig tails and I had a lot more freckles on my cheeks then. My grass stained knees looked really dirty but me and Ashton were hugging each other and looking at the camera. Another one was when I jumped on his back and he was holding me and we were both grinning like Cheshire cats. I never knew how happy I was with him. Even then at four years old. I didn't even know we would be like this. But I'm happy that we are together, even if people do not like it.
"Hey Crystal- What are you doing?" He said as he came into the living room and I looked up and away from the two pictures of me and Ashton.
"Sorry I found a few photos of us when we were little, I couldn't help but look at them. It seems like a life time ago I was sincerely happy" I sighed placing the photos down and Ashton came and sat behind me wrapping his arms around me and picking up the photo and holding it in front of me.
"This was my favourite one" he said and I looked at it and a small smile came onto my face. I remember it was at his mum's wedding and I was around five or six and we were dancing with each other when it was the first dance. I know it's weird on how a six year old is dancing with the bride's son but our families were close, literally his mum and mine are best friends and I know my mum has been with her for the last few months helping to look after Ashton's step dad and I guess that's why Ashton is always around.
"Why is it your favourite one?" I asked looking at it and I looked at him and a small smile came on his face and he kissed my head.
"Because it shows how happy we were together, even an young age. But then I turned into a right idiot and finally I'm putting it right" He said and I took the photo out of his hands and placed it with the others and I turned fully to face him and I straddled his waist and pulled him in for a kiss. I wanted to show him I cared and this was the only way I could.
"Crystal, I need to tell you something... I'm so sorry how I treated you, you never deserved it. I guess I was following the crowed and it ended up me looking you but I'm so glad I have you back" I smiled at his speech and kissed him and pulled us both up and he looked at me confusingly.
"Crystal what are you-" I pressed my lips to his and kissed him so he would be quiet for a few moments.
"Just trust me alright.." I said quietly and I took his hand leading him to his bedroom. I shut the door behind us and for once I truly felt loved by someone who wasn't family and who wasn't faking it.
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In love with my brother's bestfriend
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