Scar

"I hate you!" I was seeing red. Ashton always knew how to piss me off the most. I hated working with him sometimes. We had come back to his apartment to finish what we needed before the meeting.

Ashton practically snorted. "You hate me? I hate you" he said in a low growl. I rolled my eyes and turned to leave the living room, trying to make it to the front door. He grabbed my wrist twisting me around.

I stumbled back trying to give us some space. His eyes were very dark staring into my soul. "I hate you for the things you do to me and you don't even know about them. I hate that you can make everyone love you like I love you."

My cheeks were heating up as Ashton continued. "I hate about how much I think about you-." I had enough. I don't know what over took my body and my mind but I planted my lips onto Ashton's. He was confused but quickly kissed me back.