Mrs. All American| a.i.

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Mia's POV

"Uh, I don't think that's how you paint." Ashton stuttered. I giggled at his discomfort. I caught him so off guard and it was so funny.

"Sorry, I should have worded that differently. Can I paint on your back? It's actually really soothing if you ask me." I smiled at him. He still looked shocked, but shook his head before chuckling.

"Yeah, I don't see why not." He said. I smiled brightly before spinning on my heal to take the paints out of my back. "Does it wash off easily?" He asked from behind me.

"Don't worry Ash, if it doesn't I'll give you a sponge bath." Michael joked, obviously paying more attention to the conversation then Ashton and I thought. I started to giggle, as I followed Ashton over to the bed. I payed no mind to him as I set up my paints, but when I turned around and saw him shirtless - I choked.

"Same Mia, same." Calum joked. I reached behind me, flipping him off. In return, I heard him chuckle before throwing a pillow at the back of my head. Ignoring it, I gave my full attention back to Ashton. He was smirking at him as I glared at him.

"Don't say anything." I warned him. He giggled at me as he turned around and flopped down on the bed. He was lying on his stomach as I crawled onto the bed, straddling his back. Ashton and I hummed together to an unknown tune as I set up my paints.

"Where did you learn to do this?" He asked me as I dipped my paint brush in the paint. I stopped humming as I brought the brush down to his back.

"Tumblr." I told him simply. Michael cheered from behind us. I turned around to look at him to see that he was already staring at me. His arms were held up in the air as if he had won something and he was claiming his victory.

"Tumblr is the shit. I approve!" He told me. Giggling, I shook my head and turned back to painting on Ashton's back. It was silent between the two of us for a while as I concentrated on painting. I took notice so the goosebumps that would coat Ashton's back every so often. Depending if the paint was cold or not, or if I brushed my hand against his sides lightly - it was mesmerizing how his body reacted to the simplest of things.

"Smile," He muttered. Looking up from his back, he had his phone balancing in his hand and on the bed. I pulled a face as he snapped the photo, his body vibrating as he chuckled. I continued with my work, ignoring Luke as he came into the room looking at Ashton and I like we were crazy. I heard a camera from behind me and chose to ignore that as well.

A few seconds later, my phone buzzed from beside me. Luke had tagged me on both Twitter and Instagram and it was more than obvious that the picture he just snapped up Ashton and I wound up on both social media sites.

"Thanks Luke." I giggled sarcastically. He chuckled, coming to sit down next to me and Ashton. "Do you want your back panted to?" I asked him with a smile.

"Nah, its okay Mia." He started to get a devious smirk on his face. "Your all Ashton's." And then he was slipping into the other room, chuckles leaving his mouth.

Oh.

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I had a pic of the painting Mia did on Ashton but the god damn link won't work so ya know! I sowwy for the stupid inconvenience!

It's really short but this chapter is so significant I don't think you guys realize it! DON'T WORRY! YOU'LL UNDERSTAND SHORTLY YOU SEXY CHICKEN NUGGETS!

I was listening to All Time Low while writing this and I was like, All Time Low needs to be in this...so expect them to come up somewhere in a few chapters or so! M'kay!

LOVE YOU GUYS!
-Bunny