Gangs / Ashton 5sos (Being Editted)

Chapter 5

•- B R O O K E -•

She walked down the hall towards Ashton's office, nervousness gnawing at her insides. Brooke had many questions swimming around her head that she intended to have answered one way or another. Her palms were sweaty as she knocked on the door, making sure it was loud enough for him to hear. Ashton intimated her, yet managed to make her feel safe as well. The feelings were confusing, she was unsure what to do.

"Come in!" The voice boomed loudly making Brooke jump slightly, her hand reaching up. She pushed the door open enough to step inside, pushing it closed behind her. The second that door closed, her anxiety enhanced and took over her. She bit her lip, pulling at the loose skin from being chapped. She was thirsty and hungry, having not eaten or drank since yesterday night. 

"You wanted to see me?" Brooke asked stupidly, mentally slapping herself across the forehead. Of course, he wants to see you, he asked for you idiot. If Ashton was amused, he wasn't giving anything away. A blank expression of coldness displayed openly on his face, with his cold hard eyes glaring into her soul. Brooke shifted uncomfortably in her position, avoiding all eye contact. Brooke had never been good under pressure, she always ended up blowing up and crying, or locking herself up in a room and not coming out for two or so days. Ashton stood up strongly, his broad shoulders giving him an advantage as well as his muscles. Brooke whimpered mentally and squinted her eyes closed for a second, taking a step back before realising the footsteps had stopped. Her eyes opened slowly to see that Ashton hadn't moved very far. His body was pressed against his desk, his bum placed on the edge of the wood. His arms crossed across his chest, causing his muscles to bulge out but not purposely. His finger was pressed against his lips, the rest of his hand holding his chin. His eyes zoned in on her and her self consciousness took over, her eyes quickly drifting down towards the ground.

"Do I intimidate you, Brooke?" Ashton's sudden voice sounded powerful, startling her slightly. She let out a shaky breath and finally let her eyes meet his, the intensity of his stare made her nervous so she quickly looked away again. She nodded, fiddling with her thumbs, unsure of what to do.

"Use your words, Brooke." He commanded strongly, annoying Brooke further with his attitude. He acted as if he owned her, instructing her to do whatever he wanted as if she were his slave. It frustrated her severely. God, I want to punch him in his stupidly good-looking face. She noticed the gun sitting in his waistband, her eyes widening slightly. Best not be too much of a smart arse with him, he may get fed up and just decide to shoot me.

"Yes." She whispered quietly. Rolling her eyes, she kept staring at the ground. Not daring to look at him.

"Yes, what?" He snapped, taking a small step forward. Brooke gulped, stepping back naturally. He was obviously annoyed by her lack of responses toward him.

"Yes, you intimidate me." Brooke huffed frustrated, playing with the bottom of her dress. She heard footsteps again before her chin was getting pulled up by strong hands but she still refused to look up at Ashton. God, why does he have such a commanding aura about him? His presence demands attention and seems to just get whatever he wants.

"Look at me, Brooke!" He demanded annoyed, anger laced in his tone. Brooke gulped and forced herself to look up at him, her bright Hazel eyes staring into his Hazel-green ones. We have similar eyes, she thought stupidly. She felt fed up with his bullying, demanding her to do as he pleases continuously. Brooke suddenly gained confidence, wanting her questions answered finally. She refused to be in the dark any longer.

"Why am I here?" Brooke finally got the courage to ask, voicing her desperate thoughts to this strong and powerful man that stood before her, his stance strong and daring. He took a step back, still being close enough to touch though. Brooke felt like she could breathe again, releasing a breath she didn't even know she was holding until that moment. Whenever he's near, it felt like her body was on fire, being suffocated by his demanding nature.

"Because I want you here." He deadpanned as if that was the most normal and natural answer to give. Brooke laughed, actually laughed out loud at his response, not believing the audacity of the man. She was frustrated, not believing he would actually kidnap someone just because he wanted to. Does he actually think that's how life works?! Yet, a small part of her found his demanding nature attractive, a small yearning for him coursing through her body. It was fucked up, she knew that, yet she couldn't help it. 

"That's not much of a reason to kidnap someone!" Brooke yelled, her body tensing and her anger taking over. She could have made plans for herself, moved out of her home and made a new life for herself. Things could have been different but no, this dude had to come and ruin everything!

"Well it's my reason, you're mine," Ashton growled possessively, pulling Brooke's waist into his own and pressing their bodies together. Brooke tried to push away but no matter what she tried, he wouldn't let her go. She felt uncomfortable, wanting to get away from him immediately but he was just too strong. All of a sudden his lips pressed to hers hungrily, Brooke's hands gripping his t-shirt in shock at how quickly things were happening. Her body stood frozen, her eyes open wider than saucers. Her body feeling as though it was on fire and a sinister dark desire for Ashton to fuck her trying to push through her guarded walls but Brooke wouldn't allow it. There was something about him that made her body crave him, yet her mind said no. Brooke tried to push him away but his body was far too strong for her to handle, but Ashton didn't care, he was annoyed that she wasn't kissing back. 

"Kiss me back." He demanded, pressing his lips roughly against Brooke's again. Brooke couldn't help but kiss back this time. Giving in to the moment of dark want for him, pressing her body against his more, a needy whimper escaping her mouth as he pushed her roughly against the wall and thrust his hips into hers. Brooke gasped into the kiss and gripped the back of his shirt furiously, her hips meeting Ashton's. Their mouths became needier against one another's. Brooke's hands flew to his hair and pulled on the locks causing a whimper to leave Ashton before they both pulled away for air. Ashton pressed his forehead against Brooke's, heavy pants leaving them both before Ashton was pressing his lips to her neck and sucking, causing Brooke to hiss and moan slightly. Brooke honestly had no clue what was happening, her brain was foggy and confused. After licking and kissing the bruised and sore skin of Brooke's neck, Ashton pulled away and smirked at his work before moving away, her skin now feeling cold.

"Now you're mine." He grinned before turning back to his desk, calling someone inside the room, acting as though nothing had happened between them. Brooke on the other hand stood in the corner of the room, her back against the wall and soft breaths leaving her as she tried to wrap her head around what the actual fuck had just in fact happened.

"Come with me, Brooke." She snapped out of her thoughts at the sound of her name, her eyes slowly drifting over to see a sympathetic looking Calum offering his hand. Brooke grabbed his hand and stayed silent as he pulled her out of the room, her eyes drifting over to Ashton in confusion before realisation hit her when he smirked at her. His words replayed in her mind, you're mine now, she truly has fucked up now.