5SOS Imagines

Ashton

You watch the bottle spin and spin in the middle of the circle. The party was slowly dying down, the only ones remaining were those playing 7 minutes in heaven.

You nervously watch as the bottle points towards you when it stops. Whispers erupting all around you as you watch Ashton watching you.
"Ready?" He asks as he stands up, offering you his hand. You force yourself to take it as you stand. Earlier that week somebody had told him that you had a crush on him, the humiliation being too much.
"We don't have to do anything..." You murmur as he closes the door behind you. The two of you alone in the dark closet. You sit down on the floor with a sigh when he doesn't say anything. You're surprised when a few seconds later he's sitting across from you, his hazel eyes shinning in the dim lighting.
"Do you like me?" He asks and you're grateful that he can't see your blush.
"Haven't you heard the rumors already?" You whisper, looking away in humiliation.
"They're rumors. I want to hear it from you." His voice is soft but there is a small amount of demand that makes you shiver.
"I do... I like you." You finally admit out loud, still not looking at him. You gasp when you feel his long fingers caressing your cheek before he holds it, guiding your face towards his. You feel the faintest of brushes from his lips on yours before he presses his lips firmly on yours. His hands drop to his lap as yours digs into his hair.