That night, we watched Titanic together, as we both hadn't seen it before. I rated it a 10 out of 10 and Ashton rated it a 8 because it was too "mushy-mushy" and he's "happy with the relationship I'm in and don't need to fantasize about other relationships" but I think he was just uncomfortable during THE scene. You know the scene with the naked girl? Yeah he kinda overreacted to that part.
Anyway, after the movie, we ordered pizza from Domino's Pizzeria. We ate the cliche pepperoni pizza and finished the whole pizza within an hour. Then we sat down on my bed and read some 5SOS fanfiction because we wanted to see what fans thought they were like. Let's just say it was funny to read the romantic Ashton ones because he was nothing like they made him seem.
Then, we played would you rather and truth or dare. Nothing big came out of it, to be honest. We just had tons of fun. By the time we finished those games, it was 2am.
"I'm so happy we decided to hang out tonight," he said, drowsily. "But I'm still not sure what you think of me as. Can we get together as a couple or am I still friendzoned?"
That was the dreaded question of the night, but I was tired so I was ready to tell the truth. "I don't know. I really like you as more than just friends and I can't stand to just be friends anymore but I'm afraid to ruin our friendship. I'm afraid if we break up, we won't be able to act the same as we are now-"
"But we don't have to act different! And if we split up, who cares? We already broke up before and now we're acting as close as before, maybe even closer. I love you more than anyone ever. It hurts knowing I can't kiss you freely and not being sure if you feel the same way back. Take a chance, Emma. You can't go through life without dating around, without dating friends. The guy you marry should be like your best friend. You shouldn't be scared of us breaking up because you know I would NEVER let us stop being friends."
I try to speak through my tears and drowsiness, "I love you and want you to be my boyfriend."
"Good because {I want you} to be my girlfriend." **Title reference**
We kissed each other passionately. I can't imagine not being with him.
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Since we were both tired, I decided I could try and get some juicy secrets from him. "Let's play 20 secrets," I said. "It's exactly what the name indicates, we each try and tell each other 20 things the other person doesn't know about yourself. For example, you could say your first opinion of me or something. Got it?"
"Sure," he replied. "Okay here goes, my dad left our family when I was little, I have to be the father figure of my family because of the previous fact, I've liked you since we started talking, I would take a bullet for you, I can't stand being away from you for any amount of time, I love to read, I'm actually a supernerd-"
"I knew that," I giggled jokingly.
He laughed. "Anyway, I have glasses that you've never seen, I only have 3 pairs of pants, I hate this game, I used to have a fan account for our band because we didn't have any fans, I used to write fanfiction for All Time Low because baes...." He paused and said the next ones really fast. "I pay for most of the groceries my family gets, I self harm, I was clean until last week, the boys and you are the only ones who know, I didn't want you to worry so I didn't tell you," He's interrupted by sobs of his that come quickly.
"Ashton..but how..why did you self.. This is all my fault, last week we split up, I'm sorry.."
"I-it's not you-you-your fault." He said through wails. I pulled my feet off the couch and moved over to him to cuddle with him. He didn't say anything, only hugged back. "L-let me fin-finish,my favorite color is red, my lucky number is 18, I tried out for X Factor in 2010. There, 20 facts. Your turn."
"Okay. My favorite color is blue, I love reading, I love acting and singing, I'm proud of you and your band, I wanna go on tour with you, I love working with kids, I wanna be a drama teacher when I'm older, I eat a lot, I don't know Spanish, my mother had 2 miscarries, I have cleft lip and palate, I've had 13 surgeries, I self harm, I'm glad we met, my favorite number is 3, I play drums too, I hate orange soda, I love Disney, I love Broadway, I wanna kiss you right now."
"Good because I want to kiss you too," he said, and leaned in achingly slow.
We kissed and Taylor walked in with bed head and a smirk. He interrupted,"EMMA AND ASHTON SITTING ON THE COUCH, K-I-S-S-I-N-G, FIRST COMES FUCKING, THEN COMES A TEEN MOM, THEN COMES MOM KICKING YOU OUT OF THE HOUSE!!!!!!!!!!! That's my friends version," he added proudly. "Now if you DONT MIND, Shut UP PLEASE, SOME OF US ARE TRYINGGG TO SLEEP!!!!"
He walked away and disappeared, thank God. "You said you had glasses I had never seen?" Ashton nodded worriedly. "Good, I want to see them."
"Oh shit, no Emma.."
"Yes. I, for one think you'd look cute in glasses."
He sighed and reached into his pocket, pulled out his glasses, and put them on. "There, happy?" He took them off quickly and I realized it was no use.
"Yes I am." I said, and we kissed again.
