Chapter 22

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Ashton's p.o.v
I wondered what she was so afraid of. Why wouldn't she want to leave? I was so confused, but I knew I had to wait. I can't push her into doing something she's not comfortable with. That kiss did shut me up. It was smart of her to do that.

Now we were laying on my bed together, really close, considering it's only meant for one person and I barely fit in it myself. Our hands were held together, her leg on top of mine. Our bodies were so intertwined, almost like a human knot. But I loved it. Cuddling made me feel happy and loved and just peaceful. All I felt was calmness as I stared at the ceiling.

"If you did run away, where would you go?" I asked her, risking the fact that she wouldn't answer.

"You know I don't want to talk about this, but since you're so curious, I actually have no idea where I would go," she replied, just a tad harshly.

"I'm sorry," I apologized, "I would want to travel the country, maybe even the world, on a road trip."

There was a brief silence. I looked over towards her, and her eyes were closed. I could feel her breathe against my shoulder getting calmer. And after a minute or so, she started to lightly snore.

I wondered what she was dreaming about, and I hope she was imagining a trip across the country with me. Maybe even across the world. We would be together. We would become closer and our feelings would grow.

Soon enough I fell asleep, dreaming about that trip. Everything was perfect, but I can't even put to words how great every single detail was. And then I woke up, disappointed that it was over, and even more disappointed to see that Abby was not there next to me.

End of Chapter 22

Where would you go?

||searra

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