today was different.
curly-cue walked in today, and wasn't followed by a posse of rowdy boys. he strolled in, hands in his pockets, and took a seat across from me. i didn't look at him, i was so mad. i didn't want to see his perfect face because i knew it would mess me up on whatever i had been working on right then.
"heya." he said, smiling cheekily at me. he put his hands up on the tabletop, clasping them together and watching me while i worked. i only glanced up at him once, pursing my lips before continuing to type on my laptop. shit, i shouldn't have looked at his face. his dimples fucked me up.
"you're so quiet, babe." he said out of nowhere. this was literally coming from nowhere. this boy just walks on in from nowhere and starts acting all sweet and cute out of nowhere. god i wanted to kiss his dumb, pretty face and then kick him in the balls.
"well, i know how i can make you be loud, really loud." and that's when it all stopped. i closed my laptop and stared crossly at him, wanting to punch him right in his idiot lips. he continued to gaze at me for a few more seconds before his eyes popped open and he started giggling. what the hell?
"I didn't realize how gross that sounded until i actually said it, sorry. i was gonna tickle you or something, maybe poke you or pull your hair-- that wasn't how i intended for it to come out." he started rambling, the apples of his cheeks turning a glossy blush color as he covered his smile with his hand.
fuck me, curly-cue was pretty damn cute.
"i'm ashton." he chuckled out softly, letting his arms fall flat on the surface of the table. i started smiling, then, pulling my laptop and hugging it to my chest.
"naomi." i breathed out after inhaling heavily. i couldn't really explain it, but, i didn't want to kick him in the nuts anymore, i just wanted to kiss him.
"nice to meet you, you have a very pretty name. also, sorry about the whole 'itty bitty tatas' thing ..." he murmured out very quickly and softly, "i don't think being flatchested is a bad thing at ... all."
my smile evaporated. what the hell was he saying?
"aw shit, no, that's not what i meant. i think you're beautiful. yeah, that's what i meant to say. disregard the whole boobie situation." he stuttered out. jesus fucking christ, this boy. at first i thought he was a douche, but maybe that was just the act he had put out around his friends. he was ... a total sweetheart. also, he said the word boobie and that made me love him even more.
"thank you, i think you have nice boobs, ashton." i laughed back, gesturing to his chest area. he glanced down at his clothed chest, patting an imaginary rack over his black sweater.
"thanks, babe. i'm a triple a cup, or whatever you call it." ashton replied back humbly. just then, out of the corner of my eye, i spotted a gray haired librarian stomping forward.
"hell, i thought i kicked you out yesterday! get out!" the lady cussed towards ashton, who glanced back at me, standing up and brushing off his clothes. he waved the librarian off, backing up towards the exit.
"hey, naomi, why don't you meet me at the cafe next door tomorrow ... seeing as i'm not very welcome here, in this public place. see ya-- also, don't forget, i'm a triple a cup. m'kay, bye!" and just like that, ashton was gone and i now had a date with a boy that i think i had gone from hating to loving in under twenty minutes. fuck me.
a/n: djfdjsa i love this story so much rn ash is such a fucking idiot i want to hug him ugdhajh idek if ill update again tonight like 20+ times or ill update tmrw but who cares i only care if you enjoyed this so yuppp vote if u liked it and ill love you forever and ever.
