eighty-four // wide

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ashton cups my face in his hands, moving his lips against mine. my body remains frozen in place, unsure of what to do. what the hell am i supposed to do? my hands hesitantly make their way to ashton's chest and i flutter my eyes close, an abnormal feeling coming over me.

the kiss unexpectedly stops. my eyes snap open to ashton's wide hazel pair. he looks surprised like i were the one who had kissed him. my mouth opens to speak, but before his name has a chance to slip out my mouth, he runs.

xx // ashton irwinWhere stories live. Discover now