Thirty-Nine: who the fuck is Ashton?

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Isabella's POV

Come one just say the word... Beg me to stay tonight. Please, I'm almost begging you to beg me... He just shook his head while smirking at me with hooded eyes.

"Fine then, whatever you want...Have fun hugging your pillow tonight." I grinned while pulling my hand away from his excitement and stepping of his lap. Damn boys who can't handle begging a woman for what they actually want. I quickly stepped away leaving him no chance to grab me and pull me towards him.

"What are you doing?" He said, surprise at the base of his voice. He stood up trying to come after me, but I was already at the door, my hand on the handle.

"Nothing, just watching my movie, hopefully getting a glimpse of Ashton's tight ass." I grinned while pulling up my brows at Lukas's fresh frown.

"Who the fuck is Ashton?" He hissed, frowning his brows even more before putting his hands in his pockets which grabbed my attention, making my eyes wander to the obvious bulge in his pants. I chuckled while giving it a once over and slightly bit my bottom lip.

"Someone who wouldn't have to beg." I teased him, the words sounding meaner than intended but hey no mercy as he just should have asked me to stay, nicely. I quickly walked out of the door, shutting it behind me while I heard Lukas curse at himself on the other side of it.

When I sat back down on the couch, I noticed Mia had drifted off, cozy and warm under her fleece blanket her face looking angelic while she slept. Well, that's what you get for eating noodles like a freaking beast, I chuckled. I wasn't going to wake her, but I also wasn't going to sit here and watch a frozen screen of Natalie Portman. If she wakes up, I'll just rewind, I don't mind.

I tried to gently grab the remote from the table, not making any sudden movements and when I sat back, I pushed my shoes of my feet making myself comfortable while hitting the play button. The movie was playing for ten whole minutes when I heard Lukas's bedroom door swing open and close seconds later. I tried to ignore him when I heard his footsteps walking behind the couch. I even ignored him when the couch shifted under his bodyweight as he sat down next to me. I kept my eyes on the TV the entire time even when I felt him do nothing but stare at the side of my face, my cheeks heating up as a result of the attention. That's what you get for not begging, I'll have you beg one way or the other, I'm stubborn like that.

He succeeded to grab my attention when clicked his pen on his knee repeating it until the sound got under my skin. "Could you stop that? I'm trying to watch a movie here." I said emotionless, still keeping my eyes on the TV in front of me. When he didn't stop, I sighed trying my best not to look at the pen, being the most stubborn version of myself. "Lukas stop, it's annoying... You're going to ruin the moment we see Ashton's ass."

Instead of stopping he just scoffed as the sound of his clicking pen seriously got on my nerves. I tried so hard not to get a mental breakdown and snap that pen in half but instead I kept watching my movie like nothing was happening, completely ignoring Lukas's presence, which I knew was driving him insane. Am I evil, or am I evil?

For a moment he stopped. Thank god. In the corner of my eye I saw him writing down something on the block note on his lap, but I tried not to pay too much intention which was impossible to do when he threw the entire block note on my lap making me lose my focus. What the...!

I didn't look down immediately taking the block note and shoving in back onto his lap causing him to make a scoffing noise and although I wanted to be mad and ignore him I almost lost my cool an burst out in laughter. I felt the corners of my mouth crook up, so I quickly bit my lips to stop them from forming a smile.

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