[Dear Ashley]
[Dear Ashley Chapter Nine Contains; Ashley//Craig]
A/N: You might get mad you might get happy.
[x] REVIEW ON THIS ONE PLEASE!!!
[x] Parts edited on the bottom
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Mom progressively stops laughing and turns all her attention towards me. Her head tilts looking rather excited although pleased. I can hear Craig's laugh too stop. As he sees my mother stare, he sharply turns to me smile still there. His hair bounces at the stop. I take in a breath as I study him. I look at mom. She knows I don't want to be around him. She looks at me signaling to converse with him. I shake my head and start up to my room stomping loudly. I soon hear Craig come after me. I hurry into my room and commence to slam my door shutting him out but he blocks it with his arm. I turn and look at him my lips pursed. He closes the door behind him without watching it. He swallows and his Adams Apple bounces. I sigh.
"What are you doing here, Craig?" I ask. "I'm sure you have far better things to do," I say sort of snotty as I tilt my head.
"Like what?" he asks lifting his arms them smacking them to his side. Wrong thing to say.
"Playing with your dream girl," I say substituting other words.
"Ashley, stop. Can't you just lay-off?" he asks. I just stare. "I know you're mad," he says his hands looking as if he is pushing something down. I roll my eyes. "Look, I didn't want to hurt you," he says coming closer.
"Well if that's what you aimed for, you missed," I say still smarting- off.
"I'm sorry. Even though you think Manny is perfect, she isn't," he says still walking closer. I look at him perplexed.
"What do you mean?" I perceptibly become very interested in the conversation. Maybe him and Manny are having tribulations. I shouldn't do anything for him. He hurt me but the odd thing is, I still have something there for him. Some sort of more-than-friends-feelings. Oh no, I have feeling for him! SPINNER!
"She is this girl who does nothing but stick to me 24/7. I mean, yeah I like her," he watches my eyes. He likes her. "But she isn't you," he explains. We're close now. Very close. Kissing distant close. We both head in for the kiss. Spinner. I look away.
"But you're still with her," I say half-asking. My heart thumps wildly surprisingly Craig doesn't hear it. He comes close again. Maybe Paige popped in my head for a basis. Maybe I'm not suppose to. . . I'm so confused. He shakes his head in a smile. He places his hand on my face and our eyes close while my lips tremble and. . . . . . . . . . . .
A/N: Make predictions! What should she do? What will she do? Let me know! I edited something that maybe you would want to hear just something small but I think you guys should still hear it:
"Like what?" he asks lifting his arms them smacking them to his side, wrong
thing to say.
"Playing tonsil hockey with Mrs. Manny Slut Manning," I sneer.
[Dear Ashley Chapter Nine Contains; Ashley//Craig]
A/N: You might get mad you might get happy.
[x] REVIEW ON THIS ONE PLEASE!!!
[x] Parts edited on the bottom
------------------------------------ x X x ---------------------------------
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Mom progressively stops laughing and turns all her attention towards me. Her head tilts looking rather excited although pleased. I can hear Craig's laugh too stop. As he sees my mother stare, he sharply turns to me smile still there. His hair bounces at the stop. I take in a breath as I study him. I look at mom. She knows I don't want to be around him. She looks at me signaling to converse with him. I shake my head and start up to my room stomping loudly. I soon hear Craig come after me. I hurry into my room and commence to slam my door shutting him out but he blocks it with his arm. I turn and look at him my lips pursed. He closes the door behind him without watching it. He swallows and his Adams Apple bounces. I sigh.
"What are you doing here, Craig?" I ask. "I'm sure you have far better things to do," I say sort of snotty as I tilt my head.
"Like what?" he asks lifting his arms them smacking them to his side. Wrong thing to say.
"Playing with your dream girl," I say substituting other words.
"Ashley, stop. Can't you just lay-off?" he asks. I just stare. "I know you're mad," he says his hands looking as if he is pushing something down. I roll my eyes. "Look, I didn't want to hurt you," he says coming closer.
"Well if that's what you aimed for, you missed," I say still smarting- off.
"I'm sorry. Even though you think Manny is perfect, she isn't," he says still walking closer. I look at him perplexed.
"What do you mean?" I perceptibly become very interested in the conversation. Maybe him and Manny are having tribulations. I shouldn't do anything for him. He hurt me but the odd thing is, I still have something there for him. Some sort of more-than-friends-feelings. Oh no, I have feeling for him! SPINNER!
"She is this girl who does nothing but stick to me 24/7. I mean, yeah I like her," he watches my eyes. He likes her. "But she isn't you," he explains. We're close now. Very close. Kissing distant close. We both head in for the kiss. Spinner. I look away.
"But you're still with her," I say half-asking. My heart thumps wildly surprisingly Craig doesn't hear it. He comes close again. Maybe Paige popped in my head for a basis. Maybe I'm not suppose to. . . I'm so confused. He shakes his head in a smile. He places his hand on my face and our eyes close while my lips tremble and. . . . . . . . . . . .
A/N: Make predictions! What should she do? What will she do? Let me know! I edited something that maybe you would want to hear just something small but I think you guys should still hear it:
"Like what?" he asks lifting his arms them smacking them to his side, wrong
thing to say.
"Playing tonsil hockey with Mrs. Manny Slut Manning," I sneer.
