Shit happens

Chris was quite sure that he was shocked when Josh had come to him, asking for advice on how to get with Sam. You could see it in the way his blue eyes held shock, and how he scratched the back of his head, his blond hair ruffling slightly, unsure. Of course, Chris knew that Josh had always had a thing for Sam, but he had never expected Josh to try and take it anywhere asides from friends; mainly because Josh was scare that if they did try, and fail, that Hannah would lose her best friend. Chris knew Josh would never want that. But now, they were sophomores at the same college, and were in many of the same classes, asides from electives, Josh came to Chris, his left hand running through his hair like crazy.

"See, man," Josh began, his dark green eyes twitching from the left to the right, down at his knees, then over to where his coat was thrown, beside himself and over Chris's couch. "I just don't want anything bad to go down, but dammit, bro." He took a pause, and Chris nodded to him, encouraging him to continue his sentence. "Ever since she started helping me cope with my mental issues, we've just gotten even closer." He sighed and put his face into his hands. He let out a frustrated grunt and Chris patted his back, leaning his head down next to Josh's.

"Alright man, here's the thing." Chris began, watching Josh lift his head a little. "Just come out and say it. Don't beat around the bush, or she's going to go find someone who will tell her outright." Chris grimaced for a slight moment, Josh noticed, and then smiled at his best friend again. "Honestly man, just go for it. She's one of those girls who wants to know what's up right away, so just tell her how you feel, and believe me," Chris winked at him. "She'll definitely give you a chance."

Josh let a small chuckle escape his lips and he sat up straight, turning his head towards Chris.

"Are you positive, man?" Chris only nodded in response to Josh. "Alright, then this calls for a drink, Cochise!"

Chris merely walked to his fridge and pulled out two beers, handing one to Josh before he went and settled on his couch again. He popped open the bottle and knocked glasses with Josh before taking a swig, relishing in the sweet bitterness that the foamy alcohol provided him. He felt Josh shift and Chris turned to look at him. Chris could tell that something else was on his mind by the way that his olive skin wasn't glowing as bright as when he was happy.

"What else is going through that brain of yours, Josh?" Chris questioned, knocking his beer bottle to tap Josh in the forehead, which made Josh knock him back just as quickly.

"I was just...just thinking about how you're doing, bro." He said, taking a long sip of his beer while Chris nearly cringed.

"Oh," Chris shook his head and turned away so that he wouldn't look like such a wimp, even though Josh was his best friend. "Everything is, you know, going I guess. Just busy with school and my jo-"

"You know what I'm talking about." Josh said, cutting Chris off and looking at him, dead serious. Chris frowned and let in a big breath, knowing that he was asking about Ashley.

"We're still talking, still hanging out and everything, but this guy just won't stop pestering her and so she finally agreed to go on a date with him." Chris growled out. "I swear I'll get her, Josh. I swear it." Chris's blue eyes were misty and he wished he could knock out the asshole who had finally grew the nuts to ask her out; perpetually, at that. Josh simply smirked.

"Learn to take your own advice, Cochise." He stated, standing up and finishing his beer, setting the bottle on the counter top in Chris's kitchen. He grabbed his coat, slipping it over his arms and zipping it up before turning to Chris. "Listen to yourself and ask her out. Believe me," He winked at Chris. "She'll definitely give you a chance." He walked to the door and waved a quick goodbye before heading out to get back to his own apartment.

"See ya, bro." Chris called after him and Josh yelled out 'Later, Cochise!' in response, leaving Chris to sit alone with his thoughts.

He vigorously told himself that Ashley didn't like the guy that she went out on that damned date with. He turned to his clock, the time glowing out that it was 9:47 PM. Chris growled again. They were still out on their date, or Ashley would've called and told him about it.

'Or she invited him back to her place and...'

Chris shook the thought out of his head, standing up and chugging down the rest of his beer, walking over to his fridge to grab another one, as his mind kept on imaging that Ashley was with another man; letting him hold her hand, kiss her, touch her everywhere. That didn't set well with Chris, and he picked up his phone, unlocking it and pulling up Ashley's contact.

It was a picture of her and himself dressed up as Ash and Misty from Pokemon. They had a great time that nite, especially including the fact that half the time when someone called out 'Ash!', Chris and Ashley had no idea which one they were trying to get attention of. Chris smiled fondly at the picture, and he moved his thumb, letting it hover over the 'call' button. He took in a deep breath and was about to hit it, when a message appeared on his phone.

From: Ashley

Hey, Chris, I need you to open your door. Like, now!

Chris stared at the message for a full minute, adjusting his glasses so that he read it correctly. He heard a loud bang on the door, and another ding from his phone.

From: Ashley

Hurry up, slowpoke!

Chris, dropping his phone onto the couch, ran up to his door and opened it. There stood Ashley, her hair brushed nicely, under her normal pink and black beanie. She was wearing mascara and very light silver eye shadow, which seemed to make her green eyes pop even more than usual. She had on her normal booty shorts with black tights underneath, along with her brown, fuzzy on top, boots. Her shirt was a slightly low cut, grey, short-sleeved shirt that had the original Godzilla on it. But what caught his eye most was the small ball of fluff in her hands.

"Is that a-"

"Please, Chris, you have to take it in! It was out in the cold, and I couldn't see a mother anywhere!" Ashley cried out, rushing into his apartment, as she had been there many times, she had taken a liking to inviting herself in.

Chris raised his eyebrow at her, and she turned toward him, pulling the small kitten closer to her. She looked up at Chris, her eyes were wide as she looked to him, and he let out a frustrated sigh. Ashley smiled, knowing that she had him.

"Before I say yes-"

"Even though you already have, by the look on your face." Ashley giggled, smiling wider. Chris rolled his eyes.

"Would you quit interrupting me, ma'am." He said, knocking her shoulder with his as he got closer to inspect the small thing. She nodded, and looked into his eyes, waiting. "Weren't you supposed to be on a date right now?" He asked, looking over to the clock, which now read 9:59 PM.

Ashley let out a small cough and began to rub her face against the small kitten. "I decided that this little guy was more important than that movie we were watching." She explained, a sheepish smile on her face. Chris laughed out and the kitten clawed into Ashley's shoulder, startled by the noise. "Ow!" She squeaked out, and Chris bit his lip in order to not laugh again, though she could tell by his smile that he wanted to.

"So basically, you ditched the loser." He stated, and she flushed. She nodded to his statement, and then smiled as well.

"He was so boring, Chris!" She cried out, setting the kitten onto Chris's floor so it could sniff around. "Everytime he talked, I wanted to put tape over his mouth." She grabbed onto her head with both hands and pressed her face against Chris's shoulder. "And don't even get me started on the movie he picked. I left halfway through, it was so freaking boring! And it was a plain romance movie, too! Ugh!" She removed her hands from her heading, opting to just let her head rest on his shoulder. "I bailed as quick as I could. The old 'I need the restroom' gig."

Chris laughed again and patted the top of her head. "Why don't I treat you to a nice Rom-Com that I got, then." He suggested, and Ashley looked up at him, grinning.

"Shouldn't you be doing schoolwork or something?" She asked, and pushing his glasses up his nose. "Either way, that sounds nice, actually. I won't be so completely bored that I'll want to shoot my head off." She laughed a bit, leaning down and picking up the kitten again, walking over to his couch and sitting down.

She patted the cushion beside her, and Chris walked over to her.

"Do you want me to put the movie in, or would you rather stare at the black television." He smirked, raising a brow at Ashley and she stuck her tongue out at him. He rolled his eyes, walking to his tv and leaning over to put the movie in.

Ashley wolf whistled and Chris felt his cheeks lighten. He turned to her after putting the movie in, and turned the tv on, starting it up.

"You know, if I did that to you, you'd get even more embarrassed." He stated, and Ashley flushed bright red, deciding to keep petting the kitten as a distraction.

"Like you would." She muttered softly to herself, and then she looked over at Chris, who had his focus on the movie. She smiled, scooting closer, and leaned against his side like she normally did when they hung out and watched a movie. 'Honestly, we're pretty much dating.' She thought to herself.

"I would if I didn't respect you." Chris said, watching the kitten walk up his side and up Ashley's neck to sleep. He smiled down at her and the little fluff ball. "Even still, I think I could find a better way at telling you that you're good looking."

Ashley looked slightly shocked at his words and she tilted her head up. "What do you mean?"

Chris let out a small breath before he picked up the fluffy kitten and set it on the ground. Ashley gave him a curious look, and he simply pulled her into a sitting position. She tilted her head again, and Chris took that moment to lean in and give her a quick peck on the lips.

It took Ashley a moment to fully realize what had happened. She quickly looked up into Chris's eyes before leaning in again, kissing him just as soft as the first one, but staying a few seconds longer. When she pulled away, Chris was smiling all big like he had just won something. And he had.

"See? That's a much better way to say that I find you beautiful." He simply said, leaning back down to pick up the fluff ball.

He leaned back to how he was sitting, and gently tugged Ashley back down so that she was laying against his side. She smiled, happily resting against him again while the kitten laid back down against her neck.

"So...we are in a relationship now, right?" Chris asked, quietly. He was gazing down at her, blond hair glowing in the tv light and blue eyes shining.

"It took you long enough to realize that's what I wanted." Ashley replied, smirking at him before slipping her left hand into his right one that was sitting on his lap; his left arm around her back as she cuddled against him.

"Yeah, yeah, like I won't hear that enough from Josh now." He leaned down and kissed the top of her head, and she smiled, continuing to watch the movie that was on in the background.

So...first chapter. I hope that you enjoy it. No flames, only constructive criticism please.