Ashton and I fell asleep together while watching Lady and the Tramp. We fell asleep while hugging, him holding my hair in his gigantic hands. Like not even joking. When I woke up, he was still sleeping like an angel, a beautiful one at that. I started walking around the room and took several pictures of him laying down on the couch, looking way more gorgeous than my bedhead self.
To pass the time, I went to my bathroom and brushed my hair, took a shower, brushed my hair again, got dressed, and put on makeup. Finally, I went out into the living room and saw Ashton, shirtless, bedheaded, and hands on his hips (or should I say v-lines EEKKK!!!), all while sporting an extremely fake pouty face. This boy doesn't even try and here I am, his weird looking partner.
"Why did you post pics of me sleeping online?" he asked, a hint of playfulness in his voice. It was obvious he was attempting to veil a laugh by trying to sound angry. I was way too focused on his morning voice than what he said. I just shrugged my shoulders, knowing whatever I said would come out as a stutter. "Well I guess that means I can't sleep over again," he said, collecting his things to go.
"NO!!!" I shouted, then immediately slapped my hand to my mouth. "I mean...please don't.." I corrected, almost whispering.
"Calm the fuck down, child!!" If I hadn't mentioned, Ashton called me child when we tried to aggravate or annoy me.
Long story short: Ashton and I kissed to make up.
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Ashton was supposed to go home that night but his parents called at around 4pm and said they'd be gone for the next two days and wanted to know if he could stay over at our house until they could pick him up on Tuesday. My parents were fine with that, so Ashton and I ran outside to set up the tent and a fire quickly. We roasted S'Mores and told embarrassing stories from when we were really young. Then, at around 8, we decided to just go to sleep, but that didn't work. About 10 minutes after we tried to sleep, Ashton started whispering to me. "Emma? Emma..." I didn't answer and pretended to be asleep. He sighed. It got quiet for a few seconds before what I thought was an oncoming war or an earthquake happened. I heard Ashton shouting 'Emma' into my ear and I opened my eyes to see him shaking me violently.
"What?!" I asked.
"I wanted to know if you were awake," he said, innocently.
"DO YOU KNOW HOW HARD IT IS NOT TO STRANGLE YOU RIGHT NOW?!?!?!?!" I shouted. He sat there silently, looking at his hands folded in his lap. "Ashton?" He looked up. "You know I was joking, ri-" and once again, I was interrupted by him. This time, it was because he tackled me. "Holy shit!" I blurted out, laughing.
"Emma, I really like you.." he told me, looking deep into my eyes like it showed my soul.
"I love you, Ash," I said back, almost in a whisper. He was still on top of me, so he quickly and awkwardly got up.
He looked thoughtfully around the tent. "Hey! I have an idea!" He grabbed my hands. "For the rest of the night, we speak our conversations in song lyrics and at the end of what we said, we say the song name and the artist. Good?"
I nodded. We crawled out of the tent and layed down next to it, staring at the stars. Well I thought we were looking at the stars. When I looked over to him, he was looking at me. "From staring at you girl, all I know is that I don't want this night to end. Luke Bryan. Don't Want This Night to End," he started.
"Cause we're two halves of the same heat that beats to our own drum. You're the shadow always by my side. Sometimes you know me better than I know myself. Dove Cameron, Count Me In."
"Actually I don't wanna play anymore," Ash said, giggling. "The stars are just too beautiful to be talking in limited words. I mean, I don't know a song that talks solidly about stars looking nice. And I'm not sure of a song yet created that perfectly captures my feelings towards you, or the stars."
"You know, you could be a poet! Everything you say comes out like Shakespeare." He blushed and locked his hand with mine. We held on tightly and desperately, like the only thing that was keeping us alive, keeping us together, was the grip of our hands.
And we fell asleep like that, looking at the shiny diamond necklace in the dark that was the starry night sky, and holding hands.
And we fell asleep like that, looking at the shiny diamond necklace in the dark that was the starry night sky, and holding hands.
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SO IM REALLY BUSY RIGHT NOW BUT I HAVE SO MUCH INSPIRATION THAT I MIGHT JUST UPDATE AGAIN TOMORROW!!!!!! IM REALLY EXCITED FOR EVERYONE TO SEE THE NEXT FEW UPDATES (NOT WRITTEN YET BUT THE IDEAS ARE GOOD SO FAR)!! IF YOU STILL READ THIS, THANKS SO MUCH
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