Lets play a game

Why would you do that!?!?

And there I stood still. Ashton's hands still on either of side of my head, as he was slowly leaning in. At this point my eyes grew wide as realization of what was about to happen hit me. Without even a second thought, his lips touched mine in a sweet sensual kiss, and I was in paradise.

The way our lips moved in sync was astounding. It wasn't like any other kiss I had ever had. It was just pure.....bliss. He then proceeded to lick my lower lip begging for entrance and I obliged instantaneously. His mouth tasted of mint. And just like that he was gone in desperate need of air.

Realization hit me like a ton of bricks as I recalled what just happened. I glared at him for a brief moment before smacking him hard on the chest

"WHY would you do that?!" I screamed but not loud enough for people to hear.

"Why, whatever do you mean Abcde,” he replied with that annoying yet incredibly attractive smirk and an extremely sarcasm filled voice.

"You know what.” I said venom very evident in my voice. I suddenly become acutely aware of the fact that I'm still pushed against my bedroom door, his arms on either side of my head and his body pressed against my I can feel how aroused he is.....Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa....what, have I gotten less observant since I left for Italy or what.

I pushed him away, reluctantly might I add, because I must admit, I didn't mind being that close to him. But I sure as hell wouldn't let him know that! I spun around walked over to my bed then I slowly turned around now standing at the foot of my bed. He stood still a look of shock present upon that incredible gorg- WHAT ARE YOU THINGKING YOUR MAD AT HIM!! I shoot daggers at him from across the room before finally breaking the odd, yet not uncomfortable silence.

"So are you going to answer my question or just stand there with that dumbfounded look on your face," I say in a surprisingly calm voice. That obviously breaks him from his revere because the once distant look that was focused on me before was now a confused and shocked look. He tilts his head to the side a bit before saying something that just enraged me more than before.

"No girl has ever pushed me away before,’’ was his only comment. His other two looks dissipate before his eyes shine with amusement, curiosity and another emotion I could quite read but I felt as though I’ve seen it before. The only reason his comment made me so easily angry was because he was comparing me to the previous umpteenth million girl’s he’s been with. And he’s known me my whole life he knows how I react to situations like this, and yet he still compares me to a bunch of sluts.

I realize that if I let my anger on him while were inside the house I would just get caught with him in my room and have my family, especially my brother asking questions that I don’t want to answer quite yet seeing as I don’t even have explanations for this situation myself yet. So I made myself a promise right then, right at the moment that I would just have to beat Ashton at his own game. And I’ve always been good at anything that includes a competition so why not.

I replaced my concerned face with a completely fake smile before walking back towards him. I gingerly wrapped my arm around his neck and if it was like a reflex to him he wrapped his arms around my slightly curvy waist and smirked like he thought he got to me. His face also held a look that just sang out "what the hell is she doing right now?" I leaned in closed my eyes and barley, just barley brushed my lips against his before backing up opening my door, throwing him out of my bedroom and slamming the door shut with a surprisingly soft thud.

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That night I didn’t get much sleep, knowing I would surely, without a doubt have to face this new found sexual tension. Around about two am I finally fell asleep only to be slightly awakened by the other side of my bed sinking down from the mystery person’s body weight. I could tell it was a guy due to his smell. I breathed in one more time before recognizing the smell. It was his. But too tired to get into a fight I closed my eyes again. Once I felt his two muscular arms wrap around my torso and pulling me close. I relaxed almost instantly. Knowing it would be awkward waking up but too tired to give a flying shit about that.