Regrets ; a.i

First Dates Suck

I blushed and Ashton laughed.

"What's the problem, Mikey?" Ashton placed my hand back on my thigh and placed his hand over himself.

Michael laughed, "I think you know."

Ashton cleared his throat. "Well, in that case, I have to go deal with my own problem," Ashton stood up and walked away.

My cheeks burned more as I could see his boner through his sweats and it turned me on. I felt as if I should've been weirded out, but I wasn't one bit.

"You know he's going to go wank, right?" Michael smirked and looked at me. His eyes were wide and they watched me for a reaction.

I blushed harder and looked away but slowly nodded. "I assumed so," I laughed out of both awkwardness and nervousness.

Michael chuckled. "You two are cute."

I smiled trying to hide any feelings or emotions of how I felt and I faced Michael. "Why?"

He shrugged. "I've never seen Ashton this way over a girl, not since his like high school sweetheart, but that bitch doesn't matter anymore. Anyways, I don't know, I mean he actually has been really happy lately and when he sees you." He paused and shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know," he shook his head, "you're both so adorable together."

I nodded my head slowly and picked my drink off the table and took a sip before I placed it back on the table. "I don't know either."

Michael frowned, "what?"

"I do not know," I smiled. I dropped my eyes and looked at my hands in my lap, I had no idea what to say. I haven't had many discussions with Michael where it was just the two of us.

"I'm sorry," he mumbled.

"About what?" I don't know what he had to be sorry about.

He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, messing it up. "Our first date. It was awful, and I apologize. Reagan got this thought into my head to ask you out, and don't get me wrong, you're really pretty and I wanted to." He took a deep breath and shook his head. "But I knew that you didn't really want to date me so I kind of purposely fucked it up, and well you were kind of a bitch about it too. But -"

"Excuse me? I was the bitch?" I interrupted
him, and placed a hand over my chest.

Michael laughed and nodded. "Yes, you gave me the whole lets just be friends speech, and you straight out told me you didn't want to be on the date with me."

"Because it was awful, and I swear to god we almost died trying to get there!" My eyes were wide open and he bursted into laughter, causing me to laugh too.

"You were still really harsh!" He defended himself.

I laughed and glanced up at the ceiling before back at him. "You just said you tried to make it awful!"

We both started laughing really hard because we were over tired and because that date was doomed before it had even begun.

"Yeah, but I still paid," he chuckled.

I scrunched my nose and frowned. "Yeah, but like being in the same car with you driving is like being on an amusement park ride."

Michael threw his head back whilst laughing and I laughed at him and at the memory of holding onto the door for my dear life.

"I'm not that bad, am I?" He slows his laughing down to ask and watched me.

I shrugged and made a few faces before I looked at him. I placed a hand on his shoulder and stared him in the eyes. "Michael, you're worse than that."