5SOS Preferences

Nervous - Ashton Irwin - P4

[Y/N]'s apartment is different to what I remember. But, saying that, it has been months since I was last here. The smell is the same though. It smells like her. Is it weird that I remember the smell? Probably. But I can't help it. I remember every last little thing about [Y/N]. I want to completely engulf myself in her scent, purely because it reminds me of her.

"Do you want something to drink?" She asks me. It seems like she's trying to be a good hostess, but I already think she's perfect. She doesn't need to do anything to make a better impression on me. I already think as highly as possible of her. 

"Go sit down, I'll bring it through for you." She offers, and I thank her again and move from the hallway into the living room.

When she comes back she's holding a huge bag of crisps and a bag of popcorn under her arms, and our drinks in her hands.

"I brought snacks!" She exclaims, and it's impossible to stop the smile forming on my face. She is so cute.

She sits down next to me, and I immediately notice how close we are. Our bodies are lined up next to each other, causing my pulse to race. Our skin is touching, and it's sending sparks through my body. I feel hot and cold all at the same time, and I pray that I don't start to sweat out of nervousness. I doubt she'd find that very attractive.

Her fingers brush against my thigh as she grabs the bag of popcorn from where she dropped it on me, and my entire body stiffens. I think she notices, as her cheeks take on a pinkish colour, but she doesn't say anything.

"I'll, uh, I'll put the TV on." She stumbles. As much as I'm loving her undivided attention, I'm happy that she's putting the TV on. All my concentration is going into not blushing and making sure I don't start to freak out. Conversation isn't something I can lend some of my attention to.

She flicks through channels for a few minutes, finally stopping on an old horror movie. I find myself wishing that nothing makes me jump in the film - I'd never be able to cope with the embarrassment that would come from looking like a wuss in front of her.

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I'm lucky, because she scares easy. Everything makes her jump, so I don't look like quite as much of a wimp.

The easy ability to scare her also works in my favour. Every time she gets scared, she buries her face into my shoulder, leaving us closer than ever.

I somehow manage to comfort her each time she leaps into me, even daring to wrap my arm around her protectively.

Holding her close sends my heart into overdrive, and I try my best not to think about the fact that she can probably feel how fast it's beating.

She cuddles further into me, and I try to convince myself that that means she likes this. Still, it's difficult to convince myself of something that I've always wanted yet never dared to imagine that could actually happen.

The movie ends, and [Y/N] turns the TV off, leaving us sitting in silence.

I start to overthink things - I still have my arm around her and she's still curled into my body - but what if that was only because she was scared? What if now the film's over she wants to move? My mind is moving too quickly.

"Ashton?" [Y/N] whispers, and moves to look me in the eye. We're so close that her hot breath fans against my lips, leaving me yearning to kiss her.

"Yeah?" I mumble quietly.

For a second she looks indecisive, but then she leans forward and connects our lips,

My heart lurches forward, skips a few beat them stops all together.

Her lips are soft against mine, and they move slowly but confidently.

I never want it to end, so when she pulls away I lean back forward and kiss her again. She giggles onto my lips and it's the cutest sound I've ever heard.

"I've... I've had a really great time tonight," she whispers, leaning her forehead against mine.

"Me too," I breathe. I'm not even sure how my mind is managing to create words right now - it's going crazy. It's a miracle I haven't started drooling or something due to the complete lack of control I have over my brain right now.

"Ashton I-" she begins,

"I really like you." I blurt. My thoughts are working independently from my body - I needed to tell her that, even if it came out at an inappropriate time. I can't help blurting, even if I'm interrupting her. I just feel like she needs to know.

She's smiling again, and it makes me unrealistically happy that I caused that.

"I really like you too," she admits, her words mirroring mine. I never in a million years thought i would ever hear her say that, and it baffles me that somehow this amazing, perfect girl feels the same way about me that I do about her.

I take a deep breath. I know exactly what I want to say, but getting the words out is still difficult. Despite the fact that she's literally just told me that she likes me, I'm still terrified of rejection, especially coming from her.

"Will you... Will you be my girlfriend?" I manage, feeling my entire body heat up with nerves and anticipation.

Her lips graze mine again, and I feel her smile against my mouth.

"Of course I will, Ashton."

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