"Do I really have to go Luke?" You nagged as you sat in the passenger seat next to your older brother Luke. He was dragging you along to his football game. "Yes Mia. Please, I want your support." Luke said starting the car. "Fine but is Dave going to be there?" you ask. Dave was your resent ex whom you really did not want to see. He was in your year meaning he was a year younger than Luke. "Mia, he's goalie he kind of has to be there." Luke said turning up the radio. "Luke, eyes on the road Jesus." You scream at Luke. His driving wasn't particularly good when his eye were on the road as it is. Luke's game seemed to drag on for years. Finally when it was over and Luke's team lost by one point you made your way over to Luke's car waiting for him. You would say to your surprise but it really wasn't, Dave was by his car making out with a cheerleader. You swear he glanced in your direction a couple of times. "Such a fucking man slag." You grunted clenching your jaw. "Wow at least get to know me first." A voice from being you said. "What?" you asked confused spinning around. "Oh, no I didn't mean you." The voice had come from a curly haired gorgeous boy. If you recalled rightly he was the other team's captain. He laughed. "You're Luke's sister, Mia, right?" You nodded shell-shocked at the boy. "I'm Ashton. I need to talk to your brother about a party tonight. While I wait who's this man slag of yours?" The boy looked Luke's age. "Ex man slag on mine." You corrected him. "He's practically sucking her face of. Jesus Christ, a girl needs air." You nearly shouted. Ashton laughed at your frustration. "We'll it seems you hate Dave a little bit more than even me. We can make him Jealous if you want?" Ashton said casually. "What do you mean?" You ask. Instead of replying with words Ashton pulled you gently against his body before placing his lips to yours. He was a very good kisser is what you gathered. He squeezed your bum before pulling away. "Hope you didn't mind the grab. I thought it would piss him off." Ashton said still holding on to your waist. "Not at all. Did it work?" you ask as Ashton looked over your shoulder. "Yes, very well." He says trying not to laugh. "SO how did you come up with that?" You ask him. "Well, he just lost to my team, I'm a boy and I'm older. It was the perfect combination. Make sure you come to the party tonight." He winked kissing your cheek. "Oh and I kind of wanted to kiss you." He added before jogging off to talk to Luke who just entered the parking lot.
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