Skittles ≫ a.i ☼

Part 1

"No Michelle I'm not going to get you condoms! That's embarrassing. You should of thought of that before you and Calum went to the party." I mumble into the phone. God they're so irresponsible. I swear one day she's going to end up pregnant. Someday soon.

Currently I'm walking through Publix in the candy isle to get some skittles, my all time favorite candy. Once I get my hands on them I'll head off to the frat party.

"Pleaseeeee." Michelle whines into the phone.

"No! I bet they don't even sell those at Publix!"

"You could ask." I can just imagine her batting her eyelashes and make a puppy dog face on the other side of the phone line.

"Hell no!" She must be delusional.

"Fine just hurry up and get here then. We're about to start beer pong." I reach to grab the bag of skittles but instead I hit someone.

I hang up the phone and look at the person in front of me. He's crouching down, groaning in pain. I didn't hit the best spot. I hit that spot. God this is embarrassing. "Oh my god I'm so so sorry!" He finally straightens up and looks at me. His hazel eyes pierce straight into my dull blue eyes.

His gaze is intense. He doesn't look away nor do I. There seems to be something just so captivating about them. Something almost as addictive as a drug would be. "Just keep your hands to yourself next time. If you wanted to feel me up you could of just asked." His lips tug up into a smirk.

My cheeks heat up, turning a bright shade of red. "No. I- no." I stutter.

"I know I was just teasing. Lighten up." The smirk doesn't disappear from his face. I'm pretty much left speechless. "Now move out of the way. I want to get my skittles." His arms are crossed over his chest.

"Let me get them first. They are my favorite."

"No they are my favorite." He says. He looks down at where the pack of skittles are. "There's only one left... Well then I guess you're screwed because they are mine."

"No way. Mine." I say. He narrows his eyes looking as if he'll murder me for them. Just by looking at his heavily tattooed body and dark attire I wouldn't put it past him for doing so.

But who cares right? I'd die for skittles. I grab the pack and run. My blonde hair gets in my face and the high heels I'm wearing don't make this run easy. I hear his foot steps coming from behind me. They get closer and closer until his hand grabs my hand and yanks me back into his chest.

"Give me my damn skittles."

"Never." I glare up at him. His height being much more than mine.

"I guess I'll just have to take them from you then." His hands slide to my hips, giving them a squeeze. "I hope your not ticklish." He says.

My eyes widen. Hell I'm so ticklish. "You wouldn't!"

"Oh but I would." His hands pressing into my hips harder, and then he starts tickling me.

Instantly I drop the bag of skittles and start laughing. I expect for him to stop since I don't have the bag anymore but he doesn't. I kick me legs around, him now basically holding me up in the air. He's really strong. I feel his muscles flexing around me. Ugh, I really wish I had worn a longer dress. It's starting to ride up and soon it won't be a dress but something more like a top.

"Put me down!" I yell. "Please! You win! You get the skittles!"

He puts me down, more like drops me, and I tug my dress back down. "Good now I have a party to get to. You've made me late." He picks up the cursed bag of skittles.

"I have a party to get to also. And it's also your own fault that I'm late." I huff.

Authors note ;

Hiiii guys! Clover here with a new fanfic. Ugh another. My friend, Ryan, is making me write it. Originally it's about her and her boyfriend. *cough,cough* his name is Joey.
Buttttt an Ashton Irwin fanfic is even better. So yeah. I hope you guys enjoy this.
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xoxo - Clover