Six.

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I had spent the week trying to wrap my mind around what had happened in the Milkshake bar. I had skipped two days at college and I wasn't proud of it; but I just felt like I didn't have the strenght to face the world. I also needed a little time by myself, to think about it all, to figure out how I was going to manage to act normal around Ashton. I had considered telling him the truth but I wasn't sure that was a good idea.

I had thought about what he said about Greg and I didn't like it; I mean, it was nice to know that he was looking out for me but not when it came to Greg; he was my best friend and he'd been by my side through everything, I wasn't going to let Ashton keep my best friend away from me, ever. It would've been easier if Ashton wasn't my soul mate, if I didn't feel so strongly about him already... but he was, and I couldn't help but have him on my mind almost 24/7.

When I laid down at night, I always found myself thinking about the future, how we would grow to know each other so well that we wouldn't be able to hide anything from each other, how that'd be a problem when we'd want to surprise the other for a birthday or something... I also felt safe with him, safer than I'd felt in a long time; I wasn't sure about it yet, but I had the feeling he'd be really protective when it came to me... maybe he already was, maybe that's why he didn't like Greg... I kind of liked the idea, I couldn't help but imagine being held against his body, his strong arms keeping me close...

Before I knew it, it was friday and I had one hour to pack and brace myself for the weekend to come, I could do it.  The bell rang and I breathed in and out before opening the door.

There he stood, tall and handsome; my breath hitched in my throat and I couldn't look away. He was dressed in black, his hair kept out of his face by a bandana; he smiled but it wasn't cute or adorable; no, it was hot and sexy and breathtaking, slightly overwhelming even.

"Hey, baby" he let out; I threw myself in his arms instead of answering and breathed in his scent. This was exactly what I needed.

"You okay?" He asked; placing a finger under my chin and tilting my head back.

"Yeah, I'm really happy to see you" I answered before getting on my tiptoes and placing my lips on his. They were even softer than I remembered; his hand immediately travelled to the small of my back and he pulled me closer as my tongue traced his bottom lip in hope that he'd let me in. He pulled away instead and his eyes stayed closed for a second.

"Who are you and what have you done to the shy, adorable, little girl I met a few weeks ago?" He asked amused and I giggled, feeling my cheeks heat up as I burried my face in the crook of his neck.

"I just missed you" I confessed and he squeezed my body against his.

"I did too! But we gotta get going! I have a looot planed! Where's your bag" he answered before letting me go. He took my suitcase and sarted walking toward the door, flashing me a smile as he caught me staring at him, mouth opened and eyes wild.

"You're drooling, baby" he chuckled and I slapped his arm as he started laughing uncontrollably.

I spent the whole drive long trying to figure out where we were going, and he kept saying 'yes' to every destinations I offered. I also took a minute or two to look at him while he was driving. He had one hand on the steering wheel and the other one on the gearbox; a little wrinkle had formed in-between his eyebrows as he focused on the road. He was mesmerizing and I dropped my eyes to my knees as it suddenly downed on me that I'd never be this beautiful.

"Hey, what's going on?" Ashton asked and I looked up to meet his worried eyes.

"Nothing" I said, shaking my head before giving him my best smile.

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