I saw Ashton’s left arm go up in the air. Personally, I thought he was stretching so at that millisecond, I thought nothing of it. But then just as I was making this assumption, in the same beat of that millisecond, his left arm came down onto my left shoulder, around me. My heart smiled and most of my brain just turned off. Naturally, I reciprocated a gesture. I rested my head on his chest. It was then that I knew my heart was not the one that beat the fastest. I could feel Ashton’s heart beating right beneath the plaid shirt beneath my right ear at a speed I couldn’t even recognize it was so fast.
The next thing that happened was Ashton’s right arm moving across his body and around my waist. In return, my left arm had a mind of its own by moving over to him and placing my hand on his arm. About halfway down my back on the left side, I could feel something move my shirt a little, like a little romantic stroke – Ashton.
And then suddenly, at one point my sight just went pitch black…

(to be continued)