《My Brother's Best Friend✔️》15-
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A few clothes scattered my bed, but nothing that I couldn't throw out of the way to slowly place her onto the mattress.
How I wished that she was here under different circumstances.
Lifting the duvet onto her, I tucked a few stray ringlets of her hair behind her ear and grabbed a few pillows from the other side of my bed, before chucking them onto the ground. I knew full well how stiff I was going to be tomorrow, but I guess it was the price that I had to pay.
The things that I would do for this girl.
The unbearable heat woke me up once again as I allowed my eyes to adjust to the golden sun.
Sitting up in my bed, I stretched my arms above my head and glanced around the room.
It took me a moment to realise that this wasn't my room and the large shirt that I was wearing didn't belong to me either.
As if the coggs turned in my head, I slowly placed the pieces together.
So I was at the party...Making out with Sam....Drinking extra shots... Flashback to the night of the house party... Stopped making out with sam... then my memory kinda gets a bit hazy.
Jumping off the bed, I instantly recognised the room to be Ashton's .
Shit. Was Ashton at the party last night?And how the fuck did I end up in his bed?
Forgetting that I can't stand up too quickly, as I was on my way into the bathroom my vision began to fill with a couple blotchy patches.
"Fuck." I cursed under my breath as I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for the faint feeling to pass.
Clutching onto a small bookshelf in the corner of the room, I quickly returned to normal and removed my firm grip from the shelf.
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Blinking a couple of times, I exhaled a large breath before straightening my back and making my way to the door.
"Fuck me!" I jumped back as Ashton had somehow leant himself on the wooden doorframe, scaring me shitless.
"I'd usually say when and where but I'm actually concerned." He stated, his voice remained unlaced with any type of emotion. Strangely, this agitated me after the little prank that he pulled in the corridor a few nights ago.
"You don't sound bloody concerned." I said blankly and attempted to make my way past him whilst gritting my teeth.
He simply shuffled to the center of the door frame and hung his arms on top to block my entry. Although I tried to shoot him a famous deathglare, I had to quickly look away due to the growing heat on my face. However, it didn't seize to go unfazed by the shirtless boy before me.
Did I mention that he wore a single towel that hung agonisingly low down his V-line and I had to keep reminding myself to not look?
Well that was becoming a hell of a challenge.
"Flustered as always Rebecca." He smirked and I couldn't help but turn on my heels and walk into the bright corridor.
The cheek on this boy...
Looking from side to side, I made sure that no one was there before I silently ran to my bedroom door and opened it with ease.
Glancing back one more time towards the elegantly furnished walls I began to close the door, but not before my back pressed against a chiseled body.
My breath hitched slightly and my parted lips didn't hesitate in vocalising that action.
"Nice try, but I don't think that you-"
"Why did I wake up in your bed?" I blurted out, my head still facing the door whilst he remained behind me.
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Both of his hands found my waist as he turned me to face him in one quick motion. I expected him to remove them after he did so, but they remained there as he closed the gap between us.
"Do you really want to know the answer to that question?" He smirked.
"Did we-"
"You'd remember if we did." He spoke with so much confidence and a sudden throb between my legs demonstrated the effect that Ashton had on me.
What the fuck are you doing Becca? Get a grip. I told myself, reminding me that I wasn't going to let him control this situation.
"And...why would that be?" I spoke in a hushed voice and somehow wriggled free from him, as I created a temporary distraction. On my way towards the bathroom, he pulled me back towards him with a firm hand.
His eyes flicked from my eyes to my lips and his prominent adam's apple sunk into his neck after he gulped slightly.
The grip on my waist tightened as he backed me up into the door and I attempted to squirm out of his hold.
His eyes didn't stray from my lips as I did so, his grip on my waist was released and his skilled hands slowly crept downwards and hooked themselves onto the top of my pants.
As his hand dared to go lower, the familiar throb returned to me but a loud knock on the door caused my eyes to close. I pulled a hand towards my forehead and rubbed it frustratedly.
"Becca, you up?" Josie's cheerful voice asked.
How can someone be so happy at 8am?
I quickly pushed Ashton away from me and distanced myself from the door.
"Um- yeah I'm just gonna shower, so I'll be out shortly." I called out to her.
"Ok, do you mind giving Ashton a shout as well? Mum is going to make us all some pancakes."
"Yeah, sure" I locked eyes with the attractively smug boy and waited for the sound of Josie's footsteps to disappear so that Ashton and I were alone in my silent bedroom.
I cleared my throat and quickly grabbed a cream cami top and some fluffy joggers. Because, who doesn't love a bit of comfort?
Becca's outfit ^^^
"Tell Susan that I'll be down for breakfast soon." I spoke as I strolled into the bathroom, not once turning back to face him.
I rapidly stripped down and scrubbed off the smell of alcohol from my skin.
Turning off the water, I wiped down the steamed up mirror and brushed my teeth. I was on my way to put on my clothes when Ashton's bathroom door swung open.
Although I was expecting to see the blond haired boy, I came face-to-face with a stunning brunette girl.
A wave of deja-vu rolled upon me as I came to the sudden realisation that I had met her before.
"Oh I'm so sorry, I keep forgetting to uh-lock that door." I said awkwardly.
I suddenly placed where I had recognised her from...
"Wait...Maisy, right?"
"Oh thank god, that would be bloody awkward having to re-introduce myself." She laughed out.
"I'll just uh-take my clothes and be out of your way." I gathered my things and began to head out of the clouded room.
"It's ok, take your time I'm going to find Ashton anyway." She smiled before heading out, but not before turning back towards me.
"You wouldn't want to hang out later would you?" She questioned and knowing full well that I had nothing to do today, I happily confirmed that I would love to do so.
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