|Misunderstood| Ashton Irwin

Chapter fifteen

Bella Waters pov

Ashton parks his car in town and tells me we're going back to the café we went to the day before. I nod in agreement as we get out the car and make our way to the tiny shop on the corner.

We walk in and take a seat in a booth, the same one as yesterday I believe then wait for the waitress to come over.

"Déjà vu" Ashton says and I laugh.

"Indeed it is"

After a few minutes the same waitress walks up to us and smiles, "you two again? The same as yesterday?" She hovers her hand over her note pad in the pocket of her small black apron.

"Yes please" Aston answers for us both and she nods then walks away.

"Why do I always end up drinking coffee when I'm with you?" I ask when's she's gone.

"I don't know but this is seriously like yesterday, I mean, your even wearing the same shade of lip gloss" he says.

How does he remember that?

"And also there's more mascara on your right eye lashes then your left, it was like that yesterday as well"

How did he even notice th-

"Now that could be for two reasons, either it's just a coincident or that because your right handed you struggle to apply it with your left hand on your left eye" he raise an eyebrow as I gasp a little, "am I right or am I right" he says smugly.

But I don't understand. How has he noticed all this. I don't think I've ever told him that I'm right handed and I didn't even notice myself that my left eye always has less mascara then my right until now!

"How did you even notice that?" I ask.

"Well, this sounds weirder than it is but I've watched you drink your coffee with your right hand and when you lean on the table you always rest your chin on your right hand so I just assumed" he shrugs.

"What about the whole mascara thing, I didn't even know that men knew what that was!"

"Well most of the time your talking to me I look at your eyes or your lips"

"Whats that supposed to mean"

"I don't know Bella, what do you want that to mean?" He bites his bottom lip and wiggles his eyebrows up and down.

I cant help but burst into laughter. The few people that are sat in the café with us turn and look at me. Ashton quickly says sorry to them for me then looks back to me.

"Whats so funny?"

"Is that your way of trying to flirt with me?" I ask and he shrugs again.

"Maybe" he says playfully. I decided playful Ashton is my favourite Ashton.

"What about your girlfriend" I ask as the waitress walks back over to us.

She places the drinks on the table in front of us both.

"Thank you" me and Ashton say at the same time then she smiles and walks away again.

I start to stir my coffee round and round, even though I don't need to as there is no milk or sugar in it.

"Anyways, thats the thing, about Jess, she knows that me and you are hanging out"

Oh god.

"How come?" I ask and he sighs.

"Well it all started when you called me last night" he starts.

Oh god again.

"I'm sorry about that, I don't know why I did that" I hold my coffee mug with both hands and look down into the dark brown liquid.