Distance // Ashton Irwin

21. Date

After being on the road for 30 minutes, Ashton glanced over at me and smiled before placing his hand apon mine.

"Here." He whispered.

We pulled up at a small looking restaurant that had a beautiful view of the beach, the scenery was honestly breathtaking. As we quietly stepped out of the car, I could hear the soothing sound of the waves crashing onto the rocks behind me. The misty evening air smelt only of salty water and freshly cooked seafood.

'Why would Ashton take me to such a beautiful place?' I thought to myself as he walked over to my side and gently grabbed my hand before once again intertwining our fingers together.

We entered the little restaurant and were greeted by a friendly middle aged man who walked us over to a table for two. The tables were beautifully decorated with an elegent table cloth and in the middle of each table sat a bunch of fake red roses that were sitting neatly in a sparking clear vase. This restaurant was incredible and by the looks of it, it also looked liked it would be pricey.

"This place is beautiful and I am blown away, but don't you have to book months in advance for restaurants like this? How did you get us a table?" I asked all at once.

A smile appeared on Ashton's face and he giggled.

"I called up this morning. I know the guy who owns this place, he's good friends with my mum and he was more than happy to book a table for us, so here we are."

"Well I must admit Ash, this place is impressive and earns you gold star" I joked.

He wiggled his eyebrows at me. "And what if I want more than just a gold star?" He asked.

"Well.." I started. "Then you'll just have to wait."

A few minutes later we ordered and continued to talk until our food was ready.

After we had finished eating, Ashton took my hand and instead of leading me back to the car, he lead my down a sandy pathway.

The breeze was cool, and I could smell the thick salty air as we walked.

After we had finally stopped walking, we both sat down and we were only meters away from the water.

"Ash?" I asked.

Ashton turned his to look directly into my eyes.

"Yes Holly?"

"Can I ask you something?"

"You can ask me anything." he replied.

I thought about what I was going to ask for a few seconds. 'What if he takes it the wrong way?' I asked myself. 'Just ask him Holly.'

"Okay." I finally spoke. "You are famous. You are living your dream and you are absolutely talented. So.." I paused. "So it confuses me, because you are in one of the biggest bands out there, you have millions of screamings fans, you meet thousands of famous people, you are living the life and I can't quite understand one little thing.." I paused again. This time I looked him straight in the eye. "Why me Ashton? Why me.. you could choose anyone out there, anyone you ever wanted, so why do you like me?"

"Well." He started. "It's simple. You see, no matter how many people I meet, no matter how many other girls I could get... there's only one girl that iv really got my eye on. One girl that leaves me speechless and one girl that I wouldn't trade for the world. And that girl is you."

He wrapped his arms around my slightly cold shoulders and pulled me into a hug.

"There's a possibility that we will never be anything more than this, isn't there?" I asked.

Ashton sighed. "At this stage yes. There's a reason none of us have had girlfriends for a long time.. it just sometimes get too hard.. I mean sometimes we are gone for several months and sometimes we get so caught up in other stuff, it just leaves us hardly any time to have a girlfriend." He replied.

"But, if there was any way that this could work, than maybe.. just maybe, we could be something." He added.

"I like you alot Ashton. Never in my wildest dreams would I ever of thought that I would even be here with you right now."

He pulled me closer to his chest.

"I like you alot too Holly." He replied.

As I slowly pulled away from his chest, our eyes met and we were caught in a gaze for a few seconds. I examined his beautiful hazel eyes and took in all of his facial features. I loved the way he would smile and reveal the dimples in his cheeks. I also loved the way that his curly hair would sit so messily, and how a bunch of curls would fall on his face every so often.

I really was falling for this boy, and I was falling for him hard.

After breaking the gaze, we locked our lips together, this time more passionately than we ever had. I felt his hands wonder from my cheek to my hair and slowly down my body. His touch was electrifying.

I felt his lips wander from my lips to my neck, and he slowly kissed my neck.

My hand left his soft curly hair and moved down his back. I moved my hand underneath his shirt and he brought his lips back to mine as he deepened the kiss.

Right now I wanted nothing more than him. Just him.

"Woah." He pulled back, there was a huge smirk across his face.

"Before we both get too carried away, I think we should probably get going" he spoke.

I nodded, before standing up and dusting the sand off myself.