Missed You

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"Do you believe her," The words slipped from my mouth before I could catch up to what I had said? "No," he said simply

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"Do you believe her," The words slipped from my mouth before I could catch up to what I had said? "No," he said simply. Ash stopped walking beside me, looking at me with firm eyes. "I don't believe her." He didn't say anything else. Only taking slow steps in front of me. Staring deeply into my eyes. "Why don't you believe her?" I couldn't help but ask. My words coming out in a whisper.

"Because I know you, Anika. You would never leave me without a reason. No matter how ridiculous the reason might be." He placed a hand on my waist. "Are you trying to tell me that you would just leave me and never come back? Huh, Love?" I shake my head, leaning into him slowly. "I know you wouldn't. I know you better than Chloe." His lips gently brush against my own before slowly pulling away. "Lunch will be over soon." He whispers slipping his hand off my back into my hand. "Let's go to your locker?"

I can only nod, gripping his hand tighter.

I missed him. I missed being with him, the way he smells, the way he feels, his soft touches. I missed everything about him. I couldn't help but stare at him. How relaxed he looks as he sleeps on my lap. My fingers brush through his soft hair. I hum gently under my breath as he mumbles out my name.

"Anika?" He calls in mutter.

"Yes?"

"I love you..." My stomach floods with a thousand butterflies as he speaks. "I love you, Anika."

"I love you too." He gently takes my hand to his lips placing open-mouthed kisses against my hand. "Hey," I sound. "I'm craving something sweet, do you want to go to the ice cream place?" He only hums never stopping his path of kisses from my hand to my wrist. "Ash?" I whisper.

His voice comes soft and airy, almost tickling my thigh. "You want ice cream?" I twist my fingers through his locks of hair, drawing an invisible pattern. I see Ash shiver at my gentle touches, bringing a smile to my face. "I know what you're doing." His voice deepens as his hands begin to run along my thighs. "Aren't you tempting? Huh, love?" I giggle under my breath, this only furthers his game. His hand rises higher, just brushing against my sweat shorts.

"Ash," I warn softly. "C'monn, I want ice cream," I whine playfully. His fingers gently pinch my right thigh.

"Don't whine, love." Ash kisses my thigh before getting up. "Go get dressed, let's go." I grin up at him, hopping off his bed to plant a peck on his lips before running past him.

I laugh softly as Ash whispers in my ear. "What's so funny?" Amorette asks. I can only shake my head before laying my head on Ash's shoulder. "Can you order for me?" I ask him gently.

"Sure, Lovie." He kisses my forehead bringing a familiar warmth to my cheeks. His hand around my waist plays with the thin material of my shirt, every once in a while, the shirt rises letting his fingers brush against my skin until he eventually brings my shirt back to its original positioning.

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