009. the start

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ok ok now this is where I can start the fun stuf

❤️💋- niomis pov -💋❤️

today was slow at the gas station.
so i grab a pack of pink cigarettes i had in my pocket from i little ago and light it walking out side.
i don't like smoking, but sometimes, it's better then what i usually have.

i climb up on the roof laying down with my feet dangling off the edge as smoke releases out of my mouth.

i hear foot steps climb up after me laying down next to me.
i knew who it was, so i didn't bother looking.

we both look up at the sky, thinking about the same thing, relatively.

ive been thinking lately, and ion think it's a good idea what's happening wit me and ash.
i like him, i think. but what if he don't.
what if something happens between us, and our friendship is ruined.

"ash" i say.
"wassup" he asks, our heads still turned forward.
my eyes travel down to our hands, i hadn't even noticed that they were combined together.

"what if- something- happens" i ask quietly.
i don like this emotional shit. but there's no other way i could put it with out sounding like i hate him.

he turns his head to mine as i copy.
our eyes meet as he exsamines my face.
"fuck you mean ma" he asks softly confused.

i look at our hands the back at him, trying to regain my personality and confidence.
ashtray gives a realization face tilting his head backwards just a tad looking at our hands.

"so what. you couldn't do nothing to make me not wanna be involved wit you." ashtray admits looking back into my eyes.

i sit there bitting the inside of my bottom lip nervously thinking of all the things that could go wrong.

"hey" ashtray says noticing my behavior.
"i ment what i said." ashtray adds.

his eyes travel down to my lips.
and he hesitantly leans in, kissing me slowly then pulls away.
"i fuckin like you" he whispers, centimeters away from my face.
"n i hate almost everyone" he adds.

"i like you too ash" i say smiling just a bit.
he leans in agains kissing me agian.
i've never been like this before. usually im a bitch to everyone.
but i can't.
not to him. not anymore.

fucking what's happening.

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