I just hate people. Nothing more, nothing less.

Especially that rainbow haired guy who changes his hair colour almost very week.

"Sooner or later it's all gonna fall out and I'm gonna laugh and laugh till my gut hurts." I snicker and he glares at me as he runs a hand through his weird coloured hair.

"Well you change yours just as much as I do, so I wouldn't be talking Wild." He says eyes narrowing as mine copy his green ones.


15. Hair Dye?

"Wait, so he really did that?!" I ask laughing and he chuckles.

He nods his head. "Oh my god! Yes! It was so fucking funny. Him and me use to be best friends when we were way younger." He mumbles taking a sip of his drink.

Ashton was telling me about how Michael got his tongue stuck on a pole twice in the same month and Ashton videoed it.

"I've got to see this video. Blackmail is fun, yeah know?" I say shrugging my shoulders as he laughs.

"I'll show you sometime. Promise." He says.

I sigh. "So why aren't you and Michael friends anymore?" I ask and he looks away clearing his throat. "Shit sorry. You know what, forget I even mentioned it."

Well now I feel like shit.

"Um it's okay I guess. Shit just happened..... He was literally my best friend. We did everything together. Friends drift apart after a while. High school shows you who you who your true friends are. " He says sighing and I nod my head.

"Sorry for asking and making you upset. That was the last thing I'd ever want to do." I say feeling guilty.

He shakes his head with a small chucke. "No worries. It's in the past. I've just gotta, you know. Let it go." He smirks and I drop my head onto the table.

"You didn't." I mumble against the table.

He laughs. "Oh I just did baby."

I can't help but laugh at how stupid that was. "Hey Ashton. Wanna come with me to get a new hair colour?" I ask.

"You sure you ain't related to Michael?" He asks and I shake my head.

"No I would probably commit suicide." I say and he laughs.

"Right. Glad you aren't related because I'm glad I met you. And yeah let's go get hair dye." He says standing up holding out his hand to me.

I grin and take it in my smaller one.

"Shit you have long fingers." I say looking at our hands as we walk down the empty sidewalk.

He pouts. "Don't hate on my fingers...... Sure there annoying and get in the way at times but there good for other thing's......" He smirks and my eyes widen as my cheeks heat up.

Well fuck me.

"Well then." I say and he just smirks at my red face. He chuckles.

"Don't laugh at me. I can't believe you just said that." I say and he wraps his arm around my waist.

"Oh come on. You walked right into that one Ty." He says and I shake my head groaning.

"Shut up Ashton. That was so bad. You have such a bad mind." I tell him.

"Well the only way I knew they were good for that was to actually fi-" I cut him off.

"I get it! I don't need to hear any more." I say as he laughs even harder with a smirk in his face.

"Oh and your innocent?" He says looking at me in disbelief.

"Well I really haven't done anything of that sort. Or anything actually. My brother is an asshole but he's also very protective of me." I say putting a piece of my hair behind my ear.

"Wait, so you've never kissed anyone before?" He asks coming to a stop, which makes me stop sense is arm is on my waist.

"If I ever did it was when I was little and I don't really think those count." I say and he looks at me shocked.

"Wow. I thought a girl as beautiful as you would have kissed someone by now or even more." He says and I blush. We keep walking, his arm back around my waist like before.

I notice that it's getting pretty dark out already and I feel upset that I'll have to go home soon without Ashton.

"Nope. Still pure...." I mumble looking at the ground, kicking a pebble.

"That's actually really nice. You can't find many girls around here that are as you say, pure." He says as I lean my head on his shoulder.

I see a store come up into my sight and I smile and mentally think of all the colours.

"I was never the cool kid, if anything I was an outcast. But that never really bothered me." I say walking towards the store. It's a 7-11 store. Sweet.

We walk in, the bell ringing. I look at the guy at the counter and notice that it's the same guy from Cold Hearted. Guess he's got two jobs.

He looks up and smiles. "Hey weren't you guys just at the ice cream place?" He asks.

I nod my head and smile. "Yeah I need hair dye. I'm getting sick of orange."

He chuckles. "Second isle." He nods towards it.

"Thanks." I say, grabbing Ashton's hand and pulling him towards the isle.

"Wow look at all the choices." I say as I stare in awe at all the colours. From black to white and dark green to bright blue.

I walk over and pick up the white and the bright baby blue. White hair with blue mixed in.

"These." I say and Ashton smiles at my choices.

"They'll look really good." He tells me and I grin.

We walk back over to the guy and I see he's on his phone.

I walk up the counter and he looks up, smiles and puts his phone down.

He picks up the colours looking at them then back up at me. "Nice choices."

"Thanks." I say as he rings them in.

"That'll be 11.98 please." He says and I grow cofused. I'm pretty sure there both 10.99....

"Um.... I'm pretty sure that's not really the price." I say and he chuckles.

"Let's just say..... There on a special sale." He winks and I smile even wider.

"Thank you." I say as he hands me the bag consisting my hair dye.

"No problem. Have a nice night." He says waving and I give one along with Ashton.

"Let's get you home." He says as I peak at his phone and see it's 10:58pm already.

Wow okay.

I nod my head and we walk side by side on the side walk towards my house in the dark.

I feel his hand brush mine and I blush as he takes his larger hand in my much smaller one.

Not gonna make a comment on how big his hands are, knowing him he'd make some dirty joke about them or tell me a dirty story like the ones with his fingers.....

We continue to walk in a peaceful silence.

We come up to my road and I see my house not far.

He looks at the house beside mine before sighing.

"Does Michael still live there?" He asks as we slowly walk up to my front door, hand in hand.

I nod my head. "Sadly." I say sarcastically. He chuckles.

He turns to face me and I can't help but think that this is really cheesy and such a cliché thing to happen to me.

"I had fun. I would really like to call this a date..." He says scratching the back of his neck awkwardly while a blush coats his cheeks.

"Only if we can go on more then sure, call it whatever you want." I say biting my lip feeling all giggly inside.

"Great. Then it's a date." He says and it gets all awkward and quiet.

We both know what we want it's just who's gonna grow a pair and take the first step.

He then leans down and ever so gently places his lips on mine as my eyes flutter close. I lightly kiss him back.

He pulls back after a few seconds and we both blush deep red.

"I-uh, I'll text you." He says and I nod my head.

He quickly pecks my red cheek again before heading off.

I bite back a smile as I quietly slip inside ignoring my brothers confused look.

I go up to my room and I shut the door before I start laughing like crazy.

Something hitting my window makes me jump.

Then I remember Michael's window is across from mine.

I rush over to it and pull back the curtains smiling wide when I see Michael with his window open, so I open mine.

"So how was it with Irwin?" He asks with a smile.

I grin wide. "It was amazing and I can't believe I'm saying this but, thank you Michael. Today was a lot of fun and it's all thanks to you. If you didn't make me text Ashton then it would have never happened." I say and he looks away blinking, clearing his throat.

"Uh yeah. So I take it that it went well." He says sarcastically.

I chuckle. "Yeah I also got new hair dye cause I'm tired of my orange hair." I say and he chuckles.

"Really? Same." He says and my eyes widen a little.

"What, why? I like the revers skunk thing you've got going on. It suits you." I say pouting.

He rolls his eyes. "Not much will change don't worry. It's gonna be a solid colour." He tells me.

"What colour?" I ask curious.

"You tell me your colour first then I'll tell you mine. Maybe." He says smirking.

I glare. "No way Clifford you tell me first."

"Not gonna happen babe. I guess you'll just have to wait till tomorrow to see it." He says and I ignore the pet name.

"I guess you'll have go wait also." I say sticking my tongue out at him.

He chuckles lightly. "Goodnight Tyler."

I smile softly at him. "Goodnight Michael."

I close my window, shutting my curtains so I missed the sad, longing look Michael had.......

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