"Ughhh," I let out a annoyed groan and switch sleeping positions yet again.
I've been tossing and turning for a hour now with no luck at falling asleep.
A certain someone wont stop coming up in my mind and bringing a smile to my face.
I grab my phone from the nightstand and get practically blinded by the phone light. "Shit, why's my brightness so high," I complain to myself.
When my eyes adjust to the light I head to my messages and text Noella.
Alex: Hey, r u up?
It takes a second for her to reply but she eventually does.
Noella: Yeah im up, ur brother decided tonight was the night to binge watch a bunch of The Office.
Alex: ._.Oh dang._.
Noella: Yeah. So what's up?
Alex: I was wondering if you could help me out?
Noella: Ofc girlll, you know I always got you.
Alex: I know that's why I love ya. I was wondering if you had/could give me Ashton's number.
Noella: Hell yea girl, its (926)295-3298. Use protection;)
Alex: Thxxxx and lololol
My conversation with Noella comes to an end so I put in Ashtons number and sent him a text.
Alex: Hey, u up?;)
He replied instantly.
Ashton: Yes, I've been tossing and turning in bed thinking about you.
Alex: Same here:)
Ashton: I can't wait to see your gorgeous self tomorrow and give you tons of kisses ;)
Alex: Maybe you don't have to wait. Omw
I quickly jump out of bed and change into some cute pjs and head out of the room before I even have the chance to rethink my decision.
I head down the hall to Ashton's room and give the door a soft knock.
He opens it immediately and pulls me into the room. He places his hand on my head and gives me yet another amazing kiss. He then pushes me up on the door and deepens the kiss. I bite his lip and he lets out a little growl/moan.
Feeling my long hidden dominant side bubbling up, I break the kiss, slightly push him away and switch positions with him; him being the one pinned on the door.
The look of surprise on his face quickly turns to arousal. He pulls me close and I wrap my arms around his shoulders and we make out for a good minute.
Suddenly, he picks me up, walks over and places me onto the bed.
He begins to slowly trace his fingers all over my body, gently getting to know my every crevice. He quietly examines my body, placing a kiss or a love bite every now and then.
To my surprise, he hasn't touched my clothes, or explored any of my private parts. He simply traced the curves, blemishes, and skin on my body.
The intimacy and respect that he was displaying just made me want him more.
I notice he had steered clear of my hands so far, most likely due to earlier events.
As if he was a mind reader, he finishes up his exploring, and he grabs my hands, inspects my scar covered wrists and looks me dead in the eyes.
"I..." He pauses in contemplation but begins to rub my scars. "I can't fathom the amount of pain inside a person that allows them to harm themselves." He then places a kiss on my wrist. "You are magnificent and I'm sorry it took me so long to find you, so long to be here to tell you that you matter to me and your smile, no, your mere existence, makes me feel like I could conquer the world. You are worthy of happiness and love and I am so happy that you are alive and here with me."
I remain silent, at a total loss for words.
He then examines them a little closer and continues "may I ask you a couple questions?"
I immediately say yes, willingly letting him in just a bit.
"Why? How many are there? And does it hurt more or less than the emotional pain that caused you to do it?" He questions me.
I think about his questions for a good minute before replying.
"I was numb, it was the only way I could feel something, anything. I lost count. Most definitely less." I answer.
He kisses my wrist once again. "I'm sorry."
"It's okay, I've been self harm free for a little over a year now." I say back.
He grabs my face and gives me a slow intimate kiss. He pulls away, looks me straight in my eyes and says "Good, I'm so proud of you."
A tear slips out of my eye but he catches it with his thumb. I begin to blush and get a bit shy but I still say "Thank you."
He gives me a breathtaking smile and changes the subject. "Would you like to watch Netflix?"
I, of course, say yes and after a minute or two we decide on a funny movie neither of us had ever seen.
He slips under the blanket and pats the space next to him. "Come be my little spoon."
I giggle and he smiles and brings me closer to him to cuddle. He then pulls the cover over me and gives me a tight loving embrace.
I literally must be dreaming. He's too perfect. What in the actual hell, I can't believe this is actually happening.
Under the covers, I discreetly pinch myself on my thigh.
Ow that hurt. Okay, so this is real, this is really happening.
I turn my attention away from the movie and turn around to look him in the face. He was lost in the movie for a moment but when it finally registers that I'm looking at him, he looks back at me.
"What?" He asks.
"Nothing, just... Savoring the moment." I reply.
He gives me a goofy smile and a gentle squeeze. "Oh okay."
Before we turn our attention back to the TV, I lean in for a kiss. A magical passionate kiss it was, that filled me with happiness and hope.
When the kiss was finally over, I turn back around and scoot closer to him.
We both begin watching the movie once again and eventually I fall into a peaceful sleep, nothing but the unforgettable man holding me on my mind.
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After This, We're Getting Pizza
Teen Fiction"You're so hot." I whisper as I take my plate of food out of the microwave. I move to the kitchen table, might I say very stealthily even with the lights off. Don't want to wake up anyone in the house, not that they do the same when I'm sleeping...
