Ashton ImagineA Story by Kree CamilleOne shot -xx*Ding dong* You rushed to the door knowing who
it is. Someone you missed so much because he has been on tour for three months. “Ashton!” You said while jumping to
hug him. “I missed you too Y/N!” he said
hugging you back. You pulled away and led him inside.
Your best friend’s back and you have all the time to talk about anything under
the sun. “You hungry?” you asked him. “Yup. I missed the giant sundaes we
used to make.” He said. “Well we can make them right now. To
the kitchen.” You pointed out. Out of nowhere he grabbed your waist
and carried you to the kitchen counter. You screamed at the top of lungs
begging him to let you down. Upon reaching the counter, he set you down on the
ground. “You’re lucky you’ve been on tour!”
you said sticking your tongue out. “Whatever! Come on let’s get
cooking!” he said rummaging the fridge just like before. You laughed because he still knows
every inch of the house as it is before he left. You grabbed the tall glasses
and spoons and other stuff you will need. “Let’s see? What else do we need?”
he said carrying a bunch of ingredients on both arms. “Oh, Ash let me help.” You said
grabbing the other ingredients and laying them down on the table. “Whipped cream!” He screamed “I’ll get it.” you said stretching
your arms to reach it in a high cabinet. You felt someone grab your sides
lifting you high enough to reach the whipped cream. “I could’ve done it myself.” You
pouted. “More cooking, less talking.” Ashton
rolled his eyes. You went on scooping the ice cream
and adding the toppings when someone sprayed whipped cream on your hair. Nice. “Ash!” you said annoyed. He started laughing at your
reaction. You were clearly pissed off and hungry for revenge so you grabbed
anything that was in hand and threw it to where he stands. He got some flour
and sprinkled it on you. You guys were throwing pretty much anything until the
neat place became the exact opposite. You found a chance to finish off the
match seeing the hose in your sink and spraying water all over Ashton. “Okay, okay Y/N! I give up!” “Yes! Wanna hug?” you cheered. He nodded and hugged you. He got the
chance to spray whipped cream on your lips when you pulled back. “Victory is much sweeter like this.” He said
placing his lips on yours. “Yeah! I love winning.” You said
pulling him to another kiss. © 2014 Kree Camille |
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Added on June 5, 2014 Last Updated on June 5, 2014 AuthorKree CamilleCanadaAboutAmateur writer. I don't write that good so don't expect too much from me. more..Writing
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