09

Asʜᴇʀ Mɪʟʟᴇʀ

I was sitting in the school cafeteria waiting for Munchkin to join me.

"Hey." her voice blared through my ears. I looked up to see Gwen with a weird expression on her face.

"What's wrong?" I asked her, she just sat beside me, completely ignoring my question. She slid her seat closer to mine, a bit too close. She put her hand on my knee, stroking it with her thumb.

"What are you doing?" I said, jumping a little by the interaction.

"Nothing." She whispered, in a... seducing way?

She slid her hand slowly up my thigh and rest it there. "Is this okay?" She asked. I looked at her, not sure what to say, all I knew was that I was enjoying this way too much.

"Just say yes." She whispered, squeezing my thigh tightly, I groaned as I nodded my head stiffly and my gaze dropped to her hand on my thigh.

"Words, darling." I looked around the cafeteria to see everyone minding their own business, completely unaware of what was happening under our table.

"Yes." I sighed out.

"Let's get out of here." She said, standing up and taking my hand, and I stood up with her. I don't know where she was leading me but I was so mesmerized that I could do nothing but trust her with this.

She lead me through the school hallways before stopping at.. the janitor's closet. That's not where I imagined to lose my virginity.

She lead me in the closet and followed after me, closing the door behind her.

"We don't have much time." she whispered as she backed me up against the wall of the small room. She dragged her index finger slowly across my neck and leaned in to plant a soft kiss in the crook of my neck.

Holy..

She bunched up a handful of my t-shirt in her fist, pulling me closer to her even more. She then slowly sneaked her hand under the soft fabric, touching and exploring my toned abs.

The sensation of her cold hands against my body sent goosebumps down my skin.

"Take it off." She said.

I pulled off my t-shirt over my head in one swift motion, leaving my chest bare. Not giving her a chance to admire me, I grabbed her waist and turned her around so that she was now backed up against the wall, looking up at me with her big doe eyes innocently.

It's my turn now.

"Do you want this?"

"Yes."

"You look so hot right now." I whispered as I dived into her neck, kissing her skin delicately. I slowly moved towards her collarbone, my kisses on her skin getting rougher time by time. Her breathing got heavier each time I kissed her.

I sucked on her flesh as I heard a moan slip out of her mouth. "You like that?"

"Asher?" She sighed, as I kept doing my work on her skin.

"Mhm?" I groaned against her skin.

"You know it's not real, right?"

I pulled my head away from her and looked in her eyes as she looked at me with a neutral expression. "It's not real." She said.

What the fuck?

"Wake up."

I woke up.

"What the fuck?" I whispered to myself. I sat up, rubbing my eyes, slowly coming back to reality.

I felt a bit uncomfortable as I sat up straight in my bed, so I looked down and...

Holy fuck, Munchkin.

•°•°•°•°•

Gᴡᴇɴ Eᴠᴀɴs

"What did I even do?" I asked.

Asher has been acting really weird since this morning. I've tried asking him but he just gives me a bitchy answer.

"What did you do?" He scoffed, crossing his arms over his chest. "You know exactly what you did."

"No, I don't." I told him. He turned his head to me before rolling his eyes and looking away.

"For fuck's sake, señorita." I sighed. He scrunched his brows for a second before looking at me with a sheepish smile.

"How would you know what you did if I dreamt it?"

Is he for real?

"You're mad at me because of something I did in your fucking dream?"

"I'm not mad at you."

"Fuck off." I muttered before walking away from him and outside the school. He called out after me but I ignored so he started following me.

"God, you get angry so easily." He huffed as he walked behind me in the parking lot.

"You get me angry." I said.

"Munchkin!" he whined like a child.

"What?" I stopped walking and turned around so I could face him but instead his head hit mine because of me stopping suddenly.

"Ow." I whined as we both rubbed our temples.

"Okay, I'm sorry." He said, giving me a small smile.

"You're forgiven." I rolled my eyes as a smile took over my features. Not a day passes by when he doesn't annoy me and I have to forgive him for some reason.

"What did I even do in your dream that was so bad?" I asked as he swung his arm around my shoulders.

He sighed heavily before speaking. "That's the problem, Gwen. Whatever you were doing was far from anything bad."

"What are you on about?"

"Forget it."

"Forgotten."

•°•°•°•

"I'm gonna swing you so fucking hard, you're gonna see stars." Asher said as he held tightly onto the ropes of the swing I sat on.

We left school to be in a children's park right now. It was Asher's idea, of course. He told me that he would always go to a park to have fun back in New York. So here we are, playing on swings like fucking children. Not that I don't like it though.

"Except it's daytime and there are no stars." I joked.

"Are you read—" Asher started but got cut off from a high pitched voice that came from behind us.

"This park is for childrens."

We turned around to see two kids that looked like they were 5-6. "There's no such word as 'childrens', my boy. It's 'children'." Asher corrected him.

"Exactly, and you two don't look like children to me." He sneered, while the boy beside him just gave us a raging look.

"What are you on about? We're children like you, aren't we, Munchkin?" Asher said, and I hummed in agreement.

"It clearly says kids between 5-11 can swing on that." The other quiet kid snapped.

I fucking hate kids.

"We're not leaving, young man. Go somewhere el—"

"It's fine, we can leave." I cut him off.

"What are you talking about, Gwen? We were here before them." Asher said, throwing a dirty look towards the kids.

"You're a child more than them, I swear to God." I pulled him with me as he kept threatening those poor kids.

This guy...

"Asher, shut up, they're kids." I laughed as he finally shut up and we left the park.

Asher and I walked with our arms linked with each other as I felt my stomach grumble from inside.

I'm fucking hungry.

I stopped walking and Asher also stopped with a jerk, he turned around and gave me a confused look.

"I'm hungry." I whined. Asher looked around our surroundings. His lips formed a smile and I looked where he was looking to see a taco shop nearby. He looked at me and I nodded my head with a smile on my face.

He went inside the shop after telling me to stay outside and wait for him, and I did. I stood outside the taco shop where a man was already standing.

The man looked like he was in his mid 20s. He was wearing a sleeveless t-shirt and his arms were covered in tattoos. He looked scary, not gonna lie.

"What are you doing out here alone?" He said, bringing me out of my thoughts.

Is this bitch talking to me?

I looked back at him as he stared at me. I look behind me but find no one, I look back at the scary guy and pointed a finger to myself, as if asking him if he wants to talk to me. He nodded his head.

"My friend is in there, I'm waiting for him." My voice came out small as I looked to the ground, avoiding any more interactions.

"You do know it's not safe to be alone, right?" He asks, his voice raspy.

"I think I'm good." I said and I don't know if I just felt it, but I think he came a bit closer to me.

"No, you're not good. I think you need someone, so you won't be alone." He walked closer to me as he talked. I'm genuinely scared now. I walked back to avoid him but he kept coming closer.

"Look, sir, I don't think you should be coming close to me." I tried to convince him.

"Why? What are you gonna do? Huh?" He chuckled darkly, frightening the daylights out of me.

"Woah, buddy. Calm down. She's not alone." I heard a voice that immediately struck a wave of relief through me. Asher. I turned around to see him standing, he threw a smile towards me and I moved so that I was behind him in a moment.

"What are you gonna do, boy? You think I'm scared of you?" The scary man said.

"Sir, I'm not even saying anything, I just think you should leave." Asher said calmly.

"I just wanna have a little chat with the girl here."

"She doesn't want to talk to you. Please, just step back." Asher said with a light chuckle to keep the situation polite. If I'm being fucking honest, the only thing I want Asher to do right now is punch him in the face. Yes.

He doesn't listen. The scary guy keeps walking towards me. "Asher, do something." I whispered in his ear.

"I'm trying." He whispered back.

"Get out of the fucking way." The scary guy grabs the collar of Asher's hoodie and what happens next is something I could only imagine.

Asher punched him in the face.

Hard.

The next thing I could see was the scary guy on the ground grabbing his nose that was now bleeding. Asher stood over him breathing heavily as he looked at the guy with anger.

"Maldito tonto." He whispered.

[Fucking dumbass]

My mouth was left hanging open as I watched the scene unfold in front of me. "Let's go." Asher grabbed my arm and we walked away as I was still too stunned to speak.

My senses came back after a while and the first thing I noticed was his knuckles. I stopped in my tracks and grabbed his hand to examine the cut that was visible on his knuckle.

"Shit, it's bleeding." I said.

"It's okay, let's go to my home first." He assured and I nodded my head and followed him.

•°•°•°•

"Ow." Asher winced as I applied anti-septic liquid over his cut.

"Shut up." I said, focusing on his hand. He was sat on his bathroom counter and I stood between his legs while I fixed his stupid cut.

"I can't believe you punched that guy."

"I can't believe I left our tacos there."

I glared at him and he shut up.

I applied bandage on his knuckles as he kept looking at me weirdly. "What?" I asked, without looking at him. He just smiled and shook his head.

He's been doing this from some days. He always stares at me randomly and when I ask him about it, he just waves it off. Weirdo.

"All done." I said as I finished my work and he examined his hand. I turned around to leave but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to where I was before, closer, actually. What goes inside his tiny little brain, I'll never know.

"What?" I asked, and he just smiles at me weirdly.

"Thank you." He said.

I smile at him before speaking, "No, thank you. I don't know what I would've done if you weren't there today."

"You're welcome, querida."

                               [darling]

We smiled at each other as I looked in his eyes. Green as a marble. I never noticed his eyes were actually that beautiful. His pupils dilating as he switched his gaze between my brown ones, the green in his eyes mixing with black and making it look more dreamy.

I broke our eye contact and let out a cough. "Now let's go eat something. Since you forgot our tacos back there." I taunted.

He rolled his eyes at me before letting out a scoff.

He's a fucking angel.