Forty Through Forty-Seven Reasons Why
*Day Eighteen*
Annabelle POV
After the walk with Ashton, I met the girls back at my dorm.
I walk in last, not to my much surprise, since Jenna lives here and the other two are as fast as they are in the mall while there is a sale on shoes. Especially when I call an emergency All Girl, I Must Tell You All Something Now, Meeting. (That's what we call them.) (AGIMTYASNM for short.) (I don't understand how that's shorter.)
When I arrive, I get bombarded with questions from all sides of me.
"Guys, calm down!" I yell.
"You called an emergency AGIMTYASNM! Speak!" Meghan yells frantically.
"That's sounds that absolute crap." I laugh. She takes ahold of my shoulders and shakes me.
"Speak!"
"Okay, Ashton showed up at my door last night. Completely random, completely bizarre. He asked me something, I accepted, he got excited, he left really quickly. It was weird. We were talking then he just leaves.-"
"Belle!" Amelia yells! catching my attention, "Did he ask you out?" She calmly asks.
"I'm dating Ashton!" I announce. The room suddenly bursts into a giant sound of screams and yells and you feel the slight pain in your ear. The pain when your ear drum is being pierced? Yeah, that pain.
"I'm so happy for you!" Milly says. Today is Tuesday, and her date is on Saturday. She's been extremely happy lately, and that's probably because of Michael. She really likes him.
"One more thing, I'm meeting his family on Friday. He told me that he's going home on Friday night because there's a barbecue at his house on Saturday. We're apparently staying until Sunday night."
"Friday? That's in three days." Jenna says.
"Yes it is."
"Don't you think that's pretty fast? You're just know telling us you're dating him."
"I think it's fine." Meghan says. Then, there's a knock on the door. I quickly open it to see the guys standing there with a volleyball.
"Girls verses guys." Luke offers and holds out the ball.
"No fucking way. I suck at volleyball." Meghan declines his offer.
"You think you're gonna lose?" Ashton speaks up.
"I know I'm gonna lose." Meghan says.
"Hey, we can do this. Game on." I say. "Girls, put on some sneakers."
"Nah, we're just going to do it barefoot. Ashton hates shoes." Calum says, looking directly at Jenna.
40. Hates shoes
"Alright, let's go!" I say and we take off our shoes. We follow the guys out of our dorm building and onto the field we have.
Ashton takes a big whiff of air when we step onto the field of sand.
"You know what that smells like? It smells like man." He says.
"How do you know what man smells like?" I question.
"Because there's always the scent of the last winner to use this field. And men win."
41. Horrible trash talk
"Yeah, maybe those men, but you boys? You're going down."
"No, darling, you're going down." Then he moves his mouth to my ear and I feel him breathing on my neck. "On me." He says and I roll my eyes.
42. Weird sexual humor.
"Stop bickering and come on!" Michael yells and we move to where where we're supposed to be.
"I think the ladies should get the ball first. Ladies first, correct?" Calum taunts us.
"No, we are earning every damn move we make. Do the thing." Amelia says and Michael chuckles. She's so competitive, if we don't win this, she'll freak.
Calum chuckles and serves the ball to start out the game. It flies out onto our side and Meghan shoots out to send it back. Michael hits it next, but Luke sends it over. We do this for a few more tries before Ashton hits it backwards.
"Aw, look at that, ladies. Ashton can't play volleyball." I tease him as he reaches for the ball.
"Hey, I can play. I'm just warming up." Ashton responds and gives it to us to serves.
43. Kind of cocky
I roll my eyes to serve. It flies over the net and Michael screams.
"I got it!" He hits it up, but it doesn't make it to the net, so Ashton shoots it over.
Jenna misses the ball and it falls to the ground.
"Oh, who can't play now?" Calum says.
"We're just getting started." Meghan responds.
Throughout the game, there were plenty of trash talking and excitement.
We each have twenty-four points, and the games only goes to twenty-five points. Who ever gets the next point wins.
Michael is serving, and he gets it over the net. I reach for it and make it over. Ashton hits it back and this goes back and forth.
Finally, Luke hits the ball, but it fails to get over the net, making us win.
The four of us jump up and start cheering.
"Yes! Who said girls couldn't play volleyball?" Meghan says.
"Meg, I think that was you." I say.
"Congrats, girls." Ashton says. "I knew you could do it."
44. Not a sore loser
45. Believes in me
46. Athletic
47. Good at volleyball
"Okay, let's get food." Calum says.
A/N: this took like 17 yrs I'm so sorry.
Hey I'm almost halfway through my reasons and more than halfway through the month :/
UPDATE! 19 days till Christmas!!!
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Bailey xx
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