I Almost Lost You

Chapter 15

It felt good to relax with Ashton, I wanna do it more.

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"Hey where do you want me to sleep?" Ashton asked.

"On the roof." I said jokingly.

"Noo, I'll fall off!" He laughed.

We both laughed. I want him to sleep in my bed, but I don't know if he wants to sleep with me.

"Do you want the couch or my room? There's room for two." I said nudging him. He looked up and have me his impression of a sexy face, which looked more like he had to shit.

"You look like you're trying to shit! I am not getting seduced by that!" We both fell into a pit of laugher.

"Sure I'll sleep with you." He said smiling. I smiled back.

I was now 5:46pm and we were hungry.

"Do you wanna go out to dinner?" Ashton asked.

"Where?" I responded.

"Well there's this really nice restaurant downtown that I haven't been too in a long time. And I really wanna take you out. I forget the name but it's really good."

"Okay! What should I wear?" I asked getting up.

"A dress, it's pretty fancy. I'm gonna go run home and get refreshed and changed. I'll be back in about a half hour? Call me if you need anything." He said with a smile.

"I will." I said kissing his cheek. He grabbed his keys and walked out the door. I locked it behind him and ran upstairs to take a shower.

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I stepped out of the bathroom wearing my towel and walked into my room. I dried off and put in some deodorant. The dress I picked out was perfect. I looked up the resurant to find what the name was and it was called Aria. It was a beautiful restaurant, but it was expensive. I felt guilty...but Ashton did say he wanted to take me out.

My dress was a tight fitting lace black dress. It hugged my curves perfectly and fitted tight around my bum. I put on my bra and underwear with some spandex shorts. I pulled the dress over my head and slipped my arms through the sleeves. My shoes were three inch black platform heels (a/n: the outfit is the picture of the dress and shoes.)

I walked back to the bathroom and grabbed my blowdryer and dried my hair. After it was dry, I straightened it and did my makeup. I applied a very small amount; powder foundation, light eyeshadow, eyeliner, and mascara. I don't really need makeup, my complexion is really great for a nineteen year old. Well it always has been actually.

I was all done. I walked back to my room and sprayed some perfume into the air and walked under while grabbing me phone and wristlet. It had been like 25 minutes, so Ashton should be here soon. I walked downstairs and sat at the counter waiting for him. I kept think about that phone call I got today. Who was this guy? And how did we meet, if we did even did? Hopefully Ashton can take my mind off of it.

About 10 minutes later I heard the familiar knock at the door. My light jacket was in my hand along with my phone and wristlet. As I walked over I grabbed my keys and opened the door. Ashton stood there in black skinny jeans and a gray dress shirt. His hair was perfectly swept to the side. He looked absolutely amazing.

"Wow..." We both said in unison with a laugh.

"You look amazing... " I said smiling and admiring him.

"You look absolutely gorgeous..." He breathed. I blushed at his response.

"Ready?" Ashton said sticking his elbow out for me to link with. I locked and closed the door. I slide my arm around his and we made our way to the car. Ashton opened the door for me and closed it. He ran around to his side and got in.

Tonight is going to be a very special night...I can feel it.

The ride from Marrickville to Sydney is about 25 minutes so it was pretty quick. We blasted music and screamed at the top of our lungs, it was so much fun. When we pulled into the parking lot, I was already amazed by the outside of the building. Ashton opened my door and grabbed my hand. We walked to the door holding hands.

The thing is, we're not dating...but we act like it.

We walked in and Ashton told the host his name for our reservation. We were brought to the way back of the restaurant, I thought it was peculiar, but I soon realized why. I gasped when saw where we were sitting. We had the perfect view of the Sydney Opera House. It was all lit up and absolutely gorgeous.

"This view is absolutely amazing." I said as I sat down.

"I know. I knew you would've liked it." Ashton said as he sat down.

We talked about nonsense until our waitress came.

"Hello, my name is Ava and I'll be taking care if you. Would you like anything to drink?" She asked. She was maybe around 50.

We both had a glass of water already, but we asked for a bottle of champagne. She ID us and came back with it. The champagne was absolutely amazing. Back in the states I couldn't drink, so this was my first time having a drink.

"Did you know this was my first alcoholic drink?" I asked Ashton.

"Really? Oh yea! You lived in America so you weren't legal. Hadn't you had one before?"

"No, I'm not like that..." I said. "Not that there's anything wrong with drinking before you're legal." I quickly added. He nodded im response.

"Well I'm glad this is your first one." He smiled. "Cheers, to your first drink, a new home, new friends, and new memories." He said as we clinked glasses.