chemical kiss | ashton irwin

Chapter Five

On Sunday, two days later, at near 3 o'clock PM, I hung out with Janie. We went to the cinema and watched a two-hour horror film called Annabelle, it was really good. I loved things like this; horror was just my type.

And now that I knew Ashton, horror was beginning to become my life and not just my type.

So Janie and I were aimlessly walking around chatting on the pavements after the movie ended, about typical girl stuff like boys and clothes. It was exactly 5:30 when a familiar white and purple sports car drove up beside us. There were only two people in it this time, but it was the same two that always sat in front.

"Keep walking," I ushered Janie forward when she slowed down her walking pace.

"It's no use, Thalia. You know for a fact they're just going to follow us around," Janie sighed, exhausted. She had a point, but that didn't make me want to stop and talk to them.

Luke started rolling down his window and Janie basically forced me to stop walking. "Where are you two birds headed to?" Luke asked us.

"Nowhere of your concern," Janie said firmly.

Luke laughed for some reason. "I want to know." Ashton said something to him that I couldn't make out but they kept still.

"We're not going anywhere," I told him. He gave me a look that said "yeah right". "It's true!" I added.

"Alright, whatever you say," he said. Ashton got out of the car and stood in the street as Luke drove away from us.

"Now what?" Janie countered, crossing her arms at the boy with weird ambitions.

"Go on," he instructed, gesturing for us to get on with our walk.

I started to stride away from him when he laughed. "Not you, Thalia, just Janie." I was surprised he used our real names, and so was Janie. I gave her a look that encouraged her to keep moving so I could deal with Ashton.

Once Janie was out of earshot I asked Ashton what he wanted from me.

He walked forward slowly, swinging his tattooed arms as he stepped toward me. He was wearing just a black t-shirt and black jeans, some entirely black converses on his feet. "I don't want from you," he whispered in my ear quietly, I wanted to back away from him so he wouldn't be so close but he molded his hand onto my waist and kept me where I was.

"Then what do you want?" I asked.

He didn't answer me, he just smirked at me for a few seconds before moving his free hand to the bottom of my chin so he could tilt my head upward. I knew what he was going for. Why did he always want to kiss me? I never even kissed him back, so why did he act so hungry?

Before I could process what was happening, Ashton was kissing me again. He didn't move his lips for a while, he just waited for me to join. But I wasn't going to, it was such a weird feeling that I didn't know how I felt about. The shivering the piercings caused me made me too cold but then the fact that it was Ashton that was kissing me made my blood boil because he and I hated each other, but then again he was such a good kisser and it drew me in more than I would have appreciated.

Unable to control myself, I kissed him back for the first time. He smiled slightly against my mouth, not moving anything except his lips. As was for me, I didn't want to touch him but I did want to. He baffled me, mixing my emotions like he was an electric mixer and I was in the bowl.

I started frowning because it was getting cold and dark outside and I was lightheaded. Ashton pulled back when he realized I wasn't cooperating with choice like I was a minute ago. "What's wrong?" he asked silently. I was surprised he asked but I took advantage of it so I got the good part whilst it lasted.

"It's just dark and cold and I live like two miles away from here," I frowned. "Plus, I don't have a ride and I'm stuck kissing you."

Ashton smirked slightly, moving his hands from my waist and chin down to my arms. I didn't know what he was doing but then I noticed that his hands were really warm so I assumed he was just trying to help. "Follow me," he whispered.

"Where to?" I asked.

"Just do it," he directed. I huffed but he started walking toward the next block in the neighborhood, so I figured all I could do was trail after him unless I wanted to be abandoned.

I followed Ashton up to a large stone house and watched him fumble with some keys that were deep in his pocket. He unlocked the house, so I guessed it was his. Did he live with his parents? I didn't want to meet them if they raised a monster like him, and plus they'd most likely assume Ashton and I were together. That was more far from wrong than I could describe.

"You coming?" Ashton asked, standing in the threshold. I snapped out of my little trance and nodded bashfully.

"Wait, what about my dad?" I asked once he locked his front door.

"What about him?"

"He's bound to be carked about me, what do I do?" I asked, somewhat panicky.

"Relax, it's not like I'm kidnapping you," Ashton chuckled. "You worry too much."

I sighed for what felt like the millionth time that day, he was right. I'm such a worrier, it's really gotten the best of me.

I found the couch in the corner of the room and plopped myself down onto it. I pulled my cellphone out of my back pocket and turned it on, noting the time: 5:45.

Ashton walked into the room after he disappeared somewhere upstairs and started playing some hard metal music, making me cringe. Was this what he listened to and liked?

"Ugh, turn this off," I grizzled.

His head jerked up. "What, you don't like it? This is some good music!" Ashton enthused.

"No, this is terrible music!" I retorted. Ashton rolled his eyes at me.

"How can you not like Pierce The Veil? You're the only one, I'm sure of it," he said.

"You can ask everybody in my family, and I have a pretty humongous family by the way, and they will start hacking if they hear this junk," I stated.

"Then your family are dorks," Ashton commented rudely.

"You don't even know them!" I exclaimed. "And hopefully, you won't!"

Ashton rolled his eyes at me again. Ugh, how was I going to survive this? I groaned and laid back so my head was on the armrest of his sofa.

"Do you have ear buds then?" I asked. Ashton nodded and went back upstairs to fetch them. In a minute, the music screaming from his phone ceased and the doorbell rang. Ashton flew to the door and revealed Calum behind it.

"I left my sunnies here," he said. "Can I get them?" Ashton shrugged at him and let Calum inside. Calum ran upstairs and came back down, only to stop in his tracks and eye me weirdly. "What's she doing here?" Calum added to Ashton.

"Are you gonna leave or what?" Ashton remarked, making Calum abruptly run outside.

"Was it necessary to afright him like that?" I asked.

"There's only one way to get him out of here without having to explain," Ashton said.

"So...You're saying you're lazy?"

"No, and don't put words into my mouth."

I gawked to myself. "Angry much?"

Ashton blushed, and he jokingly said, "Shut up." He leaned against the wall, using one ear bud to listen to music so if I spoke he would hear. He lightly drummed his hands on the wall and I had the feeling it was to the beat of the song he was listening to.

Suddenly Ashton magnified the volume of his terrible music and made my jaw slightly fall open. He gave me a stern look that made me feel like a baby, telling me I didn't really have a choice unless I wanted to sit on the doorstep in the cold. I didn't get why it was so cold outside anyway, knowing it was June third. But hey, this was Michigan.