End Up Here ( 5sos fanfic )

65 - Sleepy

Me and Ashton had gotten back to my house twenty minutes ago. We got some food and were now in Ashton's room sitting on his bed in silence. He hasn't spoke much since we left his aunts house.

"So are you going to tell me what that was all about earlier?" I asked, breaking the horrible silence in the room.

"I told you we always argue" Ashton sighed turning around to look at me.

"Yeah but why?" I questioned. I really wanted Ashton to tell me.

"Just..just because, it doesn't matter"

"I heard about Lauren and harry.." I trailed off, unsure weather I should have mentioned that or not.

"Yeah.." Ashton mumbled.

"Are you okay with that?"

"Obviously not jess, how would you fucking feel if your mum sent Sarah all the way to America without your permission?" He snapped.

"Sorry.."

"No..I'm sorry I shouldn't have snapped like that.." He sighed, playing with the sleeves on his sweater.

"Its okay ash I understand" I sighed back, resting my head on his shoulder. "I just wish you would trust me enough to tell me how you feel and what's going through your head"

"I do trust you jess..I just don't want to tell you what's going on inside my head, I'm pretty fucked up in here" he slowly knocked on his head.

"But you tell me when your drunk" I looked up at him, he had a confused expression on his face.

"What the hell have I told you when I've been drunk?" He giggled nervously.

"Nothing" I smirked and he frowned.

"Tell me" he pouted cutely.

I debated weather or not to tell him, but I couldn't say no to his cute puppy dog eyes.

"Okay.. You um..you told me about your mum, how you felt when you watched her um..die and the nightmares you have every night because of it"

"Oh..um" He sighed and looked up at the ceiling as if he was trying to stop himself from crying.

"And you might also have said something about your feelings towards me.."

"What?" Ashton looked at me, his mouth open in shock.

"It was sweet" I smiled.

"Shit. Remind me never to get drunk around you ever again" he looked away, biting on his bottom lip.

"Oh my god are you blushing?" I giggled.

"What? No! fuck off" he pushed me away gently.

"You totally are!" I laughed, tickling him.

"Jess!" He giggled.

"Oh your ticklish?" I smirked.

"Don't you even think about it!" He tried to give me a serious face but ended up smiling.

"Think about what?" I asked sweetly, edging closer to him.

"You know wh-" he was cut off by me tickling him, he fell backwards on the bed screeching like a little girl.

"Oh my god your such a girl" I laughed as he tried to get away from my grasp.

"F-Fuck off J-Jess" he giggled breathlessly.

I laughed more and decided to sit on him so he wouldn't get away from me. I loved hearing him laugh, showing his award-winning smile and dimples. His giggle could basically be the ringtone to my life it was that perfect. I straddled his stomach and tickled him more, I loved seeing him grow weak under me, squirming to get away from this torture.