Chapter 2

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A tall figure came to the door, opening it to revel Ashely on the other side.

Ashely stared at the guy, clutching the present tighter.

The guy was tall, and slender, his hair was thick and dirty blonde, short, and cut neatly with a small quiff at the top.

His piercing blue eyes looked deep in to Ashley's dark brown eyes.

His skin was smooth, pale, with a few spots dotted around his face, Like every teenager. He had thin pinky lips, that currently where curved up in a warm smile.

He looked at Ashley's silk, baby pink cocktail dress, which had black lace around the middle, the design was simple, yet beautiful and complimented Ashley's olive skin.

Ashely looked at his simple grey button up shirt, and tight dark jeans, as simple as it was, compared to what he usually wore, this was his fancy wear.

"Happy birthday!" Ashely finally screamed after there moment of silence looking at each other.

"Thanks, Ashely!- may I say, you look beautiful tonight." He spoke, complimenting, his best friend.

Ashely smiled back at her best friend, with a devilish smile. "Why thank you, mr dashing as always." She giggled.

"Oooh before I forget," Ashely paused.

"You always forget." Her best friend buttered in. But his words spoke of truth, she was the most disorganised person on earth, and always forgot things.

"SsSsHhHh. I know. Anyway, Here is your present!" She giggled handing his small mystery present over.

"thanks Ash!- what is it?" He asked, flipping it confusingly over and investigating.

"Open it and you'll find out." Ashely said winking at him.

He just gave her a funny look, then dramatically grasped her arm and dragged her inside of the house, from the porch she was standing on. He put his arms around her and tickled her rips, she rapidly moved back and forth.

"S-aha-to-ah-p-aha! Let-aha-me-aha-go!" She yelled, but constantly got cut off by her own laugh.

Some people walked passed, holding a beverage of alcohol. Two boys stood and watched Ashely get tickled.
One was tall and muscular and the other was also tall, but scrawny, they both held a beer in their hands.

And finally, Ashely was freed from her best friends grasp. Ashely smacked him on his chest, for tickling her, and mainly the fact she was embarrassed that the two guys saw.

"Sorry, not sorry, Ash." He let out a laugh. She just glared at him.

"Can I get you a beverage, milady? As an apology?" He then replied, extending his hand for her to take.

"Mmm." Ashely replied, her hands crossed over her chest. Dramatically looking away.

He decided to play along,
"You can't be mad at me on my birthday, Ash!"

She looked at him, He then re extended his arm, his hands in a cup shape, offering to take hers. She let her soft hand land into his even softer hands, they felt like baby hands.

He smiled softly, then his smile turned into a grin.
"Shall we go milady?" He asked in a posh voice.
"We shall." Ashely replied, going along with the act.
His grip on her hand grew tighter, and he began to run, fast, to the kitchen, dragging along Ashely. Ashely could not keep up with his speed, he was one of the fastest runners at school, Ashely was practically skidding across the floor. They had to run and skid, around people standing in groups.

Finally they stopped in front of his kitchen islands, the beautiful, glittery marble black surface was covered by boxes and crates of alcoholic drinks. From beer, to shots, to cocktails, to wine, to vodka. He was not only loaded with alcoholic beverages, but also cash. He was rich, well, his parents were. He had to suffer from them being hardly here, but, he had a magnificent house, which had beautiful interior and exterior. The house it's self was huge, a house worthy of pride.

"So, what would you like to drink?" He asked, both hands on the marble surface leaning forward.

"Mmm, a cocktail please." Ashely spoke, licking her lips.

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A/N: Hello, author here!💕 From now on from this chapter, everything will be in Pov, and that's when you start to get to know the characters more for who they are and the way they think, plus, you find out her best friends name! Yay!

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