Short Make-Out (Ashton Irwin)

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You're in year 10, he's in year 12. Enjoy!!

I just got out of school and was waiting for someone to pick me up. When I heard the honking of a horn I looked to see one of my best friends, Ashton Irwin in his car. I smiled and hopped in.

As soon as I got my seat belt on, he began to drive. I smiled and looked at him. He looked like he was in full concentration. I smiled as I felt something on my thigh. A hand. More specifically, a hand belonging to Ashton. My eyes widened. He looked at me and smiled.

"You ok?" He asked. He began rubbing slowly. I took a breath.

"Well. When you were picking me up, the school mean girls were asking why a popular girl like me, were hanging out with a loser like you? You're not a loser Ashton. You're the best guy I know." I told him. I saw him form a smile.

He pulled into his driveway before he took my hand, facing me. "It's true though. I am a loser, and I don't care. I'm a reject." He said. I smiled lightly.

"You're no reject. You'll never be a reject. Ashton Fletcher Irwin. You will always be my best friend. No matter through the trouble." I told him. We smiled and walked into his house.

I said hey to Harry and Lauren before making way into his room. His bricked room. I always thought it looked so cool. That's before I was pushed against the bed. Ashton's eyes widened.

"I'm sorry! I didn't mean it!" He said. "I tripped. I'm so so sorry." Ashton apologized. I laughed.

"You're good. It's no biggie." I told him. He smiled and looked at me. He jumped on the bed next to me. I shrieked, moving over. He landed and I laughed, hitting him with a pillow. He laughed, hitting me with one as well.

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I smacked him in the side and he smacked me in the leg. I threw his pillow off as well as mine. That's when I realised I was straddling him with my hands on his chest.

He looked at me in my eyes as I did his. He cupped my face. "Have I ever told you, you look beautiful?" He asked. I nodded.

"You have." I told him. He smiled.

"Well. You look more beautiful than you did in the friendly manor." He said. He lightly pulled my head down, kissing me gently. He kissed me like I was going to break within any force.

He sat up and my hands went up in his hair. He chuckled before pulling away. "You..wow." he said. I laughed, kissing his cheek.

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