Hazel Eyes |Ashton Irwin Dark|

Chapter 19 [Eliza]

He looked at me with hopeful eyes, and in that moment I knew....

I like Ashton Irwin.

It might be a crush or it might be more, I don't know.

But I definitely know for sure, that I really like him.

Once Ashton had left it was quiet and I was left alone with my thoughts. I feel over my lips and lay down on my bed, feeling like a giddy teenager.

I can't stop smiling, my thoughts are so taken over by him.

But does he feel the same way?

Is it possible that all of this is just to mess with my head?

It sure is working.

Th thought of him actually using me stays in the back of my head while I play with the ends of my hair.

Maybe I'm naive, but is it possible or him to like me?

Like me, the way I like him?

I sigh and lift myself up to a sitting position.

This would be easier to figure out if I had a girl friend.

I run my hand through my hair thinking of only one person I could talk to about this.

Rolling off the bed, I don't feel like getting up so I crawl to the door, reaching up to pull down the handle and push the door out.

My head peeking out and looking down the hallway I make sure the coast is clear and stand up closing the door.

My bare feet hit against the soft carpet and I pass by his room, stopping for a split second before continuing on through the hallway.

The entire mansion was quiet as always, and I wonder how Ashton feels having this huge house filled with nothing but a few strangers.

Seeking advice, I knock on the library door waiting patiently.

A moment later Michael opens the door and I see him still in pajama pants his chest white as a ghost.

"Michael?"

He rubs his eyes, "No, the tooth fairy."

He gives me a sloppy grin, "Did you need something?"

"Just advice, but if you're tired I can come back-"

"No it's okay I needed to wake up anyway."

"You sure?"

He nods still smiling, "Its 1:00, I'm pretty sure. Besides, I'll always have time for someone who I consider my sister."

I smile feeling honored that I'm close enough to Michael that he would think of me as a sister.

He opens the door wider, "Come in."

I step inside and it's warmer in here than anywhere else in the manor.

He closes the door and grabs a blue robe, wrapping it around his exposed chest, "What did you need?"

"Uh...Uh it's kind of personal and.....embarrassing but. You're like a brother to me, so I figured I'd just go ahead and ask you."

"Ask me what?" he takes a seat on his usual rolling chair resting his feet up on the desk.

Well this is awkward.

"Uh..When did you know you liked someone like a lot? And...How did you know they liked you back."

He taps on the desk a looking at his fingers while he goes into deep thought, "Where is this coming from?"