Kidnapped by 5sos

Bitter Sweet Memories

    The sun peeks through the window, and shines in my eyes. The warm embrace I feel around my waist is all the comfort I'd ever need. I turn over to see Ashton's handsome face shining in the light like some prince from a fairy tale. I lean over and brush a small curl out of his face. His eyes slowly flutter open and he smiles. "Good-morning lovely." I smile.  
        "I think I'm going to take a shower." I roll out of bed and sit on the edge. I exhale a heavy breath and run my fingers through my knotted hair. I begin to stand but Ash grabs my arm. I look back, "Are you okay? I'm always here for you." I smile and nod in response. I make my way to the bathroom and leave the door cracked. Before I get into the steamy water I poke my head out the door "Ash?" I pokes around the corner and smiles at me, "Yes?" he says ever so sweetly. "Can you stay in the room and make sure no one gets in?" He nods in response and I proceed to the shower. I step into the hot water. I look at my bruised frail body, I shudder in disgust. 
        I grab the soap and lather it all over my body. With each scrub I rub off the horrible thought of what happened last night. I didn't notice I was scrubbing so hard until the blood started to flow from my wounds on my legs. I look down and curse under my breath. I lean for the towel on the counter and slip. I fall and hit the floor hard.
        Ashton bursts through the door, "Autumn! What happened?" I wince a the pain in my arm. Ashton steps into the shower, not even caring he was getting soaked, and began to finish washing my body. Every stroke and movement he makes with the soap sends chills down my spine. He washes the soap off and wraps me in a towel. I walk to my dresser and pull out my lacy underwear and matching bra. I put my panties on and begin to button my bra, but Ashton came from behind me and did it for me. I pull my t-shirt over my body and pull my shorts on. I turn and face Ashton. 
        "Thankyou. I mean it. For everything." I pull myself close to him and hold him in a tight embrace. I can't help but notice he stripped out of his wet clothes. I pull back and examine his physique. Tight abs that lead down to a defined and toned v-line. He  was wearing boxers and nothing else. I can't help but smile at him. "What? Something wrong with the way I look." I laugh at him. "Uh no. Your body is perfect." I think back to the first time I ever saw him in person. At the concert. Him banging the drums and me contently jamming out to the music. We made eye contact for a split second. I remember butterflies going throughout my tiny body. Kinda like whats happening right now. 
        "Why are you blushing?" I hadn't realized I was until he said something. I smile," I was thinking about the first time I ever saw you in person. At the concert. The night," My voice trails off and my smile fades into a blank expression. "you know just forget it." I put on a fake smile so he can't see how I really feel. I forget that I was kidnapped. I forget every time.