Rock School (Boyxboy) - Mashton -

Chapter 4

- Ashton's POV-

I was reading and reading, really concentrated on the book but my thoughts about Michael didn't go away and I started to get nervous because I didn't know what to do. I thought again about pouring a whole bucket of water on Michael while he was sleeping, hmm, maybe that will make my thoughts about cuddling with him go away. Maybe. 

As I was going to the bathroom I went in Michael's, no wait, our room and I saw him sleeping. Cuddled up like a little kitten and his hair looks so soft and- shit! It's happening again! Shut up, Ashton, no bad words! Just go and do that prank, just stop thinking these things. No normal teenage boy would think stuff like that about his friend, right? 

I went to the bathroom and because I didn't have anything else, I grabbed the bin that was standing there, removed the plastic bag that was supposed to be for the trash and I poured water into it. Really cold water, though. Then I went straight to the room but quietly and I stood by the bed. I thought about a minute if this really was a good idea but you know what? People should have fun even though maybe they are going to get killed for that. Oops. Worth it. 

I rose above Michael and I started to tilt the bucket of water but for some reason I was on my tiptoes and I felt the weight of the bucket above me and I couldn't keep balance so the next thing I knew was that the bucket of water was tilting to me and I saw the water coming to me and in the next few seconds I found myself all wet on the floor and the bucket hit my head hard. 

Michael was woken up by the noise. He looked around for 20-30 seconds and then he looked straight at me. And he started laughing. He laughed and laughed, so loud, I think I could go deaf. 

''Are you done?'' I finally spoke.

''Not really'' Michael said through laugh and continued. 

''Very funny, yeah'' I stood up and touched my hair and then clothes. Yep, I was wet from bottom to the top. Well, f- nothing. My plan didn't work out. I undressed myself, just removed my T-shirt and then I went to my suticase for new clothes.

''What a fine body we have here'' Michael said and whistled at me. What a bitch. 

''Oh, shut up'' Is all I said, even though I blushed a little. 

I grabbed a Slipknot T-shirt and of course black skinny jeans, yes another pair. I have like 10 or more. I went to the bathroom. By the way, Michael hasn't stopped laughing, yeah... Well, he'll see then next time. 

After I changed my clothes, I went back to our room and sat on the couch still with my wet hair. 

''Do you know where are the towels cause I didn't find any in the bathroom which is quite strange though'' I asked Michael. He didn't answer, he just got up from the bed, grabbed a towel that was hidden under his pillow and went to me. He looked at me and laughed. 

''What''? I asked confused. 

''Come here you wet furred lion'' Michael sat next to me and put the towel on my head. He started rubbing it. It was really pleasantly though, I almost fell asleep. 

''Am I hurting you, Ash?'' asked Michael. 

''No, actually it's amaaazing, don't stop, please'' 

''That's what she said'' Michael laughed. 

''Oh my god, Michael!" I said in wonder and then laughed. That little perv. 

''What were you actually trying to do? I mean, I don't understand why were you lying on the floor all wet?'' Shi- nothing, he finally asked. I was just hoping he wasn't going to. 

''Erm... I-I wanted to make a prank on you but it didn't turn out as I wanted'' I said stuttering. I was praying for him not to hit me any second. I was actually pretty scared. But he started laughing. Did he think that I was joking or something like that?

''No way!'' Michael laughed even more. I didn't say anything, just smiled awkward and then I started laughing too. 

''Stupid little boy'' he said and pinched my cheek. I blushed and I tried not to but ughh I can't control it. Then I looked at him. He was blushing too. What? Am I imagining this or is it real? I guess it was real because as I soon as I noticed that, he hid his face in his hands. 

''Hey, Mikey'' I started as I remembered something. 

''What... Ashy?'' he asked in a girly voice and laughed. I swear to God, if I blush one more time for today, I'm going to throw myself from a cliff. Oh my god, cliff-ord, Clifford like Michael's s- okay, I seriously am stopping. 

''Hmm?'' 

''Do you know that we have a class in like 10 minutes?'' 
 
''A what??'' he asked surprised. 

''Yeah, a class and I don't even know what was it cause I don't remember where I left my programme and we have no time for searching it!'' I answered a little louder. ''I just know that we have to hurry a little bit''. 

''Ashton, we don't even know where the freakin' room is!'' 

''Well, sh-''

''-it'' Michael added. 

HELLO LOVELY PEOPLE! I JUST WANT TO APOLOGIZE FOR NOT WRITING FOR SUCH A LONG TIME. But in September I went to my new school and we have 19 hours in the week learning German and I have drum lessons and English ones and ughh but now I have a winter vacation and I am able to write! Yayy! I'm sorry again for the waiting but here it is, Chapter 4! I hope you like it and I need 17 votes for Chapter 5! Thank you for following this story! Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays and soon Happy New Year, just everything, yeah :D ily xxx

-Michaela xxx