Ashton's p.o.v
Abby Taylor was coming to our band practice. What are the boys going to say? This is probably the most nervous I've been in my entire life. I couldn't be more stressed yet happy at the same time.
Right when the bell rang I ran straight outside the door. I don't care about my homework. I never have. All I care about is her.
Once most of the students left the building, Abby walked out. She saw me standing here and came up to me with a smile. She was stunning.
"Did I ever tell you how great you look today?" I asked.
"No, actually, but thank you," she replied with a smile.
Why was she so sweet?
"Michael's house isn't too far away from here. Are you okay with walking?" I asked her.
"That's fine. I could use a little exercise," she answered.
"Why do you need exercise. You're perfectly fit," I told her.
I wasn't lying. I looked straight into her eyes, showing her that.
"No one could be perfect. Everyone has flaws," Abby told me and looked at the ground.
At that moment I knew something new about her. She was insecure.
"Are you insecure?" I asked.
"Yeah. A little," Abby replied and fixed her skirt that was already perfectly fine.
"You shouldn't be. You are the most beautiful girl I've ever met. I haven't met many girls, but out of anyone else in this school, you are the most breath taking," I said and touched her arm.
She looked into my eyes as our skin touched for the first time. She seemed, pleased? I wasn't sure, but she didn't say anything or retaliate, so I knew it was okay.
"Ashton, thank you. It means a lot," she told me.
"Anything you need, just ask. I think it's time we go," I let her know.
"Yeah."
End of Chapter 11
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Skinny Love
Fanfiction(n.) when two people love each other, but are too shy to admit it, yet they show it anyway Ashton and Abby were opposites. They never dared to ruin the reputation of her popularity. But deep down, are they really that different? All he wants is to s...
