Vacillate

II

Ashley: Hey

Ashley: How have you been?

Ashley: How about hanging out again sometime x

Me: okay cool

Ashton: Okay

Ashton: Cool

Me: so where you at then?

Asthon: Still got the same room in London

Ashton: I hope you remember where it is

Me: it hasn't been that long ashton

Ashton: Nah, only bout a year and a half or something

Me: oh really jeeeezz

Ashton: ikr

Me: okay I'll come around this week 

Ashton: Okeydokey xx

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You only have to sit in the train for 30 minutes and travel two stations with the underground. You still remember it from the good old times. It might all come back now, you'd like that, anyway. The reason you two lost contact are his parents, or Ashton himself actually. He didn't paid as much attention at school as he should have. He was an intelligent guy, but oh, so lazy. He was more into making music, playing video games and deciding where he'd spent his time on himself. He was failing in school and for his own good, his parents almost isolated him from everything except it. He was mostly at his parents house instead of his room in London, where he lived on his own. You were busy with school yourself so you two didn't have time for each other and so it happened. It was not like you where boyfriend and girlfriend so it wasn't that tragic. You always a some sort of crush on him though, but that was it, nothing more. You assumed that now he had finished school and was completely living on his own again, doing nothing. Of course, you were right.

The door was open so you let yourself in. It was a building with multiple rooms, Ashton's was on the second floor. You knock on his door but there was music playing so he probably didn't hear it. It wasn't locked either and you walk in. The room was an absolute mess, but you wouldn't expect differently. You see that almost nothing changed. Some new posters on the wall maybe. You see the old couch, which is the most comfortable couch you had ever sat on. There's an enormous television screen with a paused game, it looked to you like something where you murder everybody you see. And then Ashton walks in from the bathroom, bare-naked. 

''OH MY GOD.'' You slap your hand for your eyes and Ashton screams like a girl.

He stares at you for two solid seconds, completely frightened.

''SANNE! What thE HELL'' Ashton yells and he jumps back into the bathroom.

You start laughing hysterically. ''It's nothing I haven't seen before!'' 

''You.'' he comes back with a towel around his hips. "Shut. Up.''

You calm down a bit and realize what you just saw and are looking at right now. Apart from his weenie, you saw his body, which was.. well he just is really sexy. He didn't have all those muscles before. Well he had them obviously, but he had really henched up. 

"Okay, hi.'' Ashton says, cheeks still flused. 

''Hello, Ashton.''

He still looks bewildered. ''I'd hug you but..''

''Oh, please, don't.''

''Oh okay.''

"So do you always walk around na-''

''No. I was just going to drink some water.''

''That's the worst excuse ever.''

You stare at each other. ''Ashton you just came out of the shower, your hair is still wet.''

He looks away, chewing on the inside of his mouth. You chuckle at his expression. 

''Okay, I'll get dressed then..'' he points his thump in the direction of the bathroom behind him, almost dropping his towel. ''Just get something to drink I'll be right back.'' He says before he shuts the door. That was quite an awkward, but funny, moment.

You take a can of cola from the fridge and turn down the music a bit. Ashton's room, or 'mansion' like he'd always call it, existed out of a small living room with a couch, TV, drums, a table with two chairs, a small coffee table, a guitar that was always in the way and a refrigerator. He had a shared kitchen with the rest of the people that lived in the building. There was a small room next to the living room where his double-bed stood, it was the only thing that fit in there. He had his own bathroom, which only had a shower and a sink. He also had a shared toilet, and it was absolutely gross.

You let yourself fall on the couch and moan because it was exactly how you remembered it. Ashton came back in. His hair dryed up a bit and he was wearing a dark grey Green Day shirt, black skinny jeans and ridiculous socks.

''I see you already got comfy on my couch.'' He says as he ruffles his hair.

''I see you need to shave.'' You comment.

''Oh!'' He strokes the stubbles on his cheek, looking insulted, ''I already shaved like three days ago!''

You laugh and Ashton gives you a hug, it was quite hard since you're basically lying on the couch. ''It's good to see you again Sanne.'' He smells clean and fruity. ''It good to see you, how have you been?'' You ask.

He sits down as well, with his arm on the back of the couch, behind you. ''Last year has been hell, believe me.''

You smile and look in his big hazel eyes, you only realize now how much you've missed them.