Broken Pieces Of A Jet Black Heart

Chapter 11

His hand is on the gear stick and I shakily place mine on top of his, stroking my thumb on his and looking into his eyes, his eyes are so deep in concentration, reflecting the ridiculous roadworks. His eyes show all of his concern, grief and emotion, yet to other people all you see is an orb of colour. But I know Ashton, and he knows me. We get each other and are there for each other no matter what. Calum is completely at the back of my mind as I move in closer to him, tilt his head towards me and plant a kiss on his cheek. His reaction was a beautiful disaster, he turned his head to me and kissed me full on the lips, biting my bottom lip and tugging on it, just like Calum used to, but that doesn't matter now, I lean forwards and place my hand on his thigh, forcing his attention on the road. I look at the street were on and realise were outside Ashtons house. We both get out the car and race to his front door, kissing and touching all over, he fumbles for his keys in his pocket and finally unlocks the door, he kicks his shoes and jacket off and, grabbing my hand, guides me upstairs.