Titanium

"And you're so hot when you're angry. Now can we please go on?''

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I just stared at him for a few moments. What? That jerk thinks I'm hot? Pfft, I don't care. When I finally get my voice back I sigh
"You're such a jerk. God, I'm happy when this project is over. Now, where's your room so we can get started?"
"You don't even know me. You know only the things your friend told you. And you don't even know if they're true. Now, my room is the last room in the hall, I gotta pee."
I roll my eyes at him and I wanted to walk to his room, but he grabs my arm.
"What now again?"
"I didn't broke you friends heart on purpose, so don't roll your eyes at me."
"And why should I believe you?"
"Why should you believe your friend? How did you know I broke hers and she not mine? How much did you know about her?"
And agian I stared at him. He has a point. I know I said she was my best friend, but I didn't know a lot about her. Now I'm thinking about it, I only knew her name and where she lived. So, I guess she wasn't the best friend I thought she was.
"Wait a second, she broke yours?" I say. I remember now that he said that, or at least something like that.
He looks to the ground. Oh my god, Ashton never broke her heart, she broke his. I hated him because I thought he was a player. But, he wasn't until she broke his heart.
"Ashton, I didn't know... I'm so sorry. I really thought you broke hers..."
"It's okay, you couldn't know. I would believe my friends too." He smiles a little.
"Wait, you have also male friends, Like, except the Devils that are around you on school?" My eyebrows shoot up.
He needs to laugh and says
"Who are the devils? And yes, I'm in a band."
"The Devils is the group that's always around you. And you're in a band? What do you play?"
"I'm the drummer. You should come and watch sometime, if you want to of course."
Then he realizes that he's still holding my arm and he lets it go quickly. I blush a little and he begins to blush too.
"Maybe, I should.." I say.
"Uhh, Yeah, that would be fun..." He scratches his neck.
"Maybe we should start on the project..."
"Yeah, we better begin."


So we walk to his room and he closes the door behind him. I look around and see some posters of All Time Low and Some clothes on the ground and on his bed.
"I'm sorry for the mess....."
"Don't mind. My room doesn't look much better." I smirk.
"Okay, let's start." He walk to a laptop in the corner of the room. We do research for about 2 hours. Sometimes, when our eyes met we'd look shyly away. Apparently, he's not that bad at all. I can't see why Rebecca would break his heart. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, my best friends name was Rebecca. He seems nice.

After 2 hours we walk downstairs to eat something, mainly because my stomach was grunting so loud that Ashton heard it. We grab something to eat and then we walk to his couch.
"So when do you guys practice?" I ask while I eat some chocolate.
"Uhh, mostly on weekends. We don't really have a day or time."
"And who else is in that band?"
"Uh, I don't know if you know them.."
"Maybe I do, maybe I don't."
"Our lead singers name is Luke Hemmings and we have Michael Clifford as our guitarist and Calum Hood as our bassist."
I think for a second and then say
"Well, let's say I'm not good with names, but maybe when I see them."
"Maybe, maybe not." He smirks.
"Don't use my words against me!" I playfully push him away.
He giggles and I need to laugh.
"You're giggle is so cute!!!" I say while I'm still a little giggling.
"Okay, so when are you practicing again?" I say when he turns his face the other way.
"Next time is tomorrow."
"Awwwhh, are we grumpy because I think your giggle is cute??" I smirk.
"It's not cute." He says turning his face to me again.
"It is a little."
"No it's not!"
"Okay doesn't matter, when do you practise and where?"
"At Michaels around 3 pm. tomorrow."
"Okay, well, may I still come?"
"Depends."
"On what?"
"If you're going to take your words about my giggle back."
"Nope."
Before I could realize what was happening he had me pinned down on the couch.
"Take your words back."
"Or what. Are you gonna giggle them out of my mouth?" I smirk.
With his one free hand he shoves up my shirt and begins to tickle me. I need to laugh and try to stop him but he's too strong.
"Okay... okay..." I laugh and he stops.
"Are you gonna take them back?"
I do as if I'm really thinking and then say
"Nope."
"Then I need to try something else.."
Again, before I realized what was happening he had his lips on mine. First, I refused a little but I melted when his lips touched mine. What the hell was happening to me? It was a happy feeling, but I couldn't stop it. He let go of my arms and put both of his hands on my waist. I go with my hands through his hair and lace them at the back of his neck, pushing him closer to me. His tongue is swirling around my lips, waiting for permission. I slowly open my mouth and let him in. His tongue goes over mine. After a few moments, he pulls back and looks at me.
"That was....."

Notes

Hey guys here's the next one!!! I don't know if you're reading any of my other story but this is for the people who don't:
I'm like every weekend on a camp kind of thing. With a caravan and stuff like that. There's no wifi there so I can't upload in weekends.

and this is for the people who do and don't: next Thursday evening I'll be gone on vacation for 10 days, so I can't upload then. It's with my family and I know family time is important, but to be honest with you guys, I rather write chapters and just stay at home. I just don't like being on vacation in Germany every single year on the same camp. It's getting fucking boring! Anyways, just so you know..