"so, you've never been on a date before, babe?"
i was sat with ashton in the cafe, blinking out of my thoughts when he spoke to me. i had to admit, i kept glancing at his hair every so often. each day it looked new. the first day it had been a tangled mess, the next it was soft and curly, and now today it was more wavy and it was pushed up and to the side. i didn't know how he did it. i could only manage to do so much with my hair.
"do i make it so obvious?" i asked, tugging at the napkin in front of me on the table, shredding it every so often.
"you just don't talk much, love ..." ashton replied, giving me a light smile. i kept finding myself looking away. i couldn't ever make eye contact with this boy, i couldn't even act normally. the thing was that i was a chatterbox. i loved to be loud around my friends and i loved shouting lyrics to the songs playing on the radio while i drove.
"i do ..." i countered softly, which was pretty ironic as ashton's eyebrows went up, almost as if he was shocked in the most sarcastic way possible.
"oh really?" he chuckled softly, rich laughter making my ears tickle with the very sound of him, "but seriously, babe, why are you so quiet? we're not in the library anymore, you can be however loud you want to be without some nasty old woman kicking you out of her library."
i laughed at that. i wasn't much to follow stereotypes because it was just crude, but damn did this librarian really fit her title. she was such an old and cranky hag.
"well ... i don't know, fuck, what do you want me to say?" i replied with slightly amused frustration. i felt exasperated in a sort of way. it was hard to talk to ashton, really. i just had this urge to hug him and be drowned in his embrace. i didn't want to talk, i was afraid to say something dumb."
"you're getting there, you started cursing so that's a step forward. just ... tell me why you won't talk." ashton giggled back at me. his smile was ... mesmerizing. his teeth were so bright and even though they weren't all perfect and straight and beautiful, i did thing that they were perfect and straight and beautiful. i loved his smile, i loved the way his eyes brightened a little when he stared into my eyes and i could see the rich hazel color in them. god, i love him, i think.
"because ... because it's hard." i replied, sheepishly giving a smile and shrugging. i could feel myself blushing when he laughed again at my less than mediocre response.
"why? why is it hard, babe?"
"because ... it's not exactly easy to speak to boys like you ..."
"boys like me?" suddenly his eyes went a little big and his smile grew even wider, an eager flush appearing on his cheeks.
"yeah ... boys like you ... with nice smiles and cute laughs and warm hearts. you guys are rare ... it's like a scientist talking to einstein. there's only one einstein, and every scientist wants to talk to him and learn all about him because they admire him so much."
ashton just sat there for a moment, looking at me with his plush, soft eyes. i had to glance away and start fiddling with the small menu when he did, as i couldn't risk letting myself get lost in his irises again.
"so who's the scientist then, me or you? because i'm getting the vibe that you think you're the scientist and i'm einstein ... and, well ..." he trailed off, crossing his arms snugly, looking at the table before glancing up at me. i looked back at him, a smirk creeping on my face.
"and what do you think, ashton?"
"i think you're the einstein, and i'm the scientist. because damn, do i really admire you, babe."
a/n: shshjsjjdsk is this even cute like idek?? anyway i got all squishy and happy when i wrote this bc i was thinking about how cute ash is tRU ! anyhow i love you all so much and i hope you have a wonderful day and also if you have something coming up that youve prepared for then good luck ! i hope you succeed at it, whatever it may be, bc i want you to be happy and stuff xx
