Turning Point (A.I.)

chapter 10- confession

"hi ashton! can we say hi to brin? we like her more than you!"

i was waiting for ashton to come back to bed after an intense cuddling and move marathon, which was taking forever. i could hear the muffled voices of his three best friends, but mainly, michael. and boy, could he talk.

"yeah, sure."

"hey, mate, one second. i have a question. do you like brin? like like-like brin?" i barely made out from the.

"oh my god, luke, we went over this!" ashton says while blushing.

"i forget." he states.

"yes, god dammit, luke." he tries to whisper.

"does she know?"

"yes, she knows. are you going to say hi to her or not?" he asks, now getting annoyed.

it was easy to tell when ashton got annoyed simply because he can't hide feelings. he runs his hand through he hair, sighs every once and a while, but mostly he would shake his knee if he was sitting. maybe it was a habit or a nervous tick, but when he does it, i stare. he was one of the most perfect people i've ever met.

"alright, luke, i don't care anymore." i zone back into what he saying, "i was before you called and i have to go now." he hangs up and comes back to the bed.

"they're so annoying," he groans to me.

"i think they just miss you, they haven't seen you in a week or so. don't they usually come up once every few days?"

"yeah since i only live about 100 miles away." he lets out a sad sigh.

"i didn't know that... i'm around 400 miles away from here. it's a huge pain in the ass driving all the way up here. i can't to tell you how many times i had to stop to use the bathroom. it was horrible." i laugh, trying to shake the memory out of my head.

"you're that far away? i didn't even realize that." he frowns at my words.

"i live in sydney and we're here in melbourne." i state the obvious.

"oh. i live in newcastle, but i really thought you were much closer than that."

"oh, no. when it's parents week, my parents need to come up and see me. i miss them."

"oh, i guess you'll be able to meet my parents too," he lets out a sigh that sounds extra sad.

"what's issue? why are you being all huffy and puffy? you sound sad," i pout. i don't like when he was upset because it made me upset, almost we were the same person.

"i-i just thinking, it's nothing." he almost whispers, staring off into the distance.

"it's obviously nothing, go ahead, tell me." i say in the most comforting voice while pulling his head towards me.

"how are we going to make this work, brin?"

"how are we going to make what work?" i question him.

"we both want something more, at least i think you do, but we live so far away from each other. we'll see each other like once a month during the school year and i wouldn't like that." he rants, but i let him.

"wow, uh, i never really put much thought into that... we can make it work, don't worry." i say, trying to push that past me.

"no," he gets off the bed, "we need to talk about this now."

"why? we have another month! our parents are coming next week, we don't need to worry about until after that!" i stand up, now getting frustrated.

"you're so difficult! why can't we just talk about this now! it's starting to really get to me!" he clenches his fist as he raises his voice.