Infected [A 5SOS Zombie Story]
My stomach had a horde of butterflies on all kinds of drugs flying around inside. His arms, that were circled around my waist felt right. The contour of his body seemed to fit mine in every way. His thumbs drew circles on my back, underneath the shirt I was wearing and a small smile inched it's way onto my face, which was nestled between Ashton’s shoulder and neck. His hair was slightly tickling me, but I didn't care. I was falling. Falling completely into a dark abyss and I was okay with that, because that dark abyss was Ashton.