Chapter 6: Virgin?
" Your turn", Ash giggled half laughing while lifting up the glass of vodka to his lips.
We have been drinking a glass of vodka, or two, or... I don´t know, but anyway we were playing that game called ´20 questions ´ where one asks the other a question and the other have to answer completely honest.
My eyes followed his movements, lifting his hand to his mouth, taking a sip of the glass. " ehhmm... Favourite song at the moment?"
He slowly put the glass down at the table and leaned back in his chair.
" Foo Fighters, Dear Rosemary. Celebrity crush?"
I looked down at my hands playing with the empty glass in my hands before looking up smirking.
" I´m not sure if you know him, but he´s really cute, he´s in this band, playing the drums, he got curls that waves perfectly around his face, dimples, the custest giggle, and the most incredible hazel eyes. "
" You´re adorable", he said giggling, eyes sparkling, " your turn".
I leaned forward in the sofa resting my underarms against my knees. " Secret talent?"
He was quiet for a time probably looking for some kind of cheasy answer.
" Obviously i´m a pretty good kisser", he started.
There it was!
I smiled slightly before answering, " I´m not quite sure about that, I think you are lying....."
He giggled before standing up, moving towards me, sitting down right beside me.
" What did you just say?"
A hand brushed up and down my left thigh and I bit my lip smirking at him.
" I´m just saying that there´s someone out there with waaay better kissing skills than you."
" Is that so? Is that a challenge?"
I didn´t get to answer before a pair of lips brushed gently against mine. His movements against my thighs had stopped and I lifted up my hand tugging at his beanie, curling my fingers into his hair, trying to deepen the kiss.
But just as sudden as his lips pressed against mine they left. Leaving me pouting. Wanting more, resulting in a smirk to spread on his face, knowing exactly what he had done to me.
" Sooooo, I guess it´s my turn to ask something now", he said leaning back in his seat again as I straightened up preparing myself for the upcoming question of his.
Everything went quiet and and I looked down nervously fumbling with the hem of my shirt, before mumbling a quiet, " yes", feeling my cheeks heat up. I tried everything in my power not to look at him. I didn´t even realise that he sat down in front of me before I felt a hand on my right cheek, forcing my chin up so I could look him in the eyes.
" Kat listen. There is nothing to be ashamed of"
I closed my eyes not knowing what to do.... This was akward and uncomfortable and I wasn´t sure what to do.
" I´m just not ready", I managed to mumble followed by a sigh.
I opened my eyes as I felt his hand remove itself from my cheek just to be replaced by his lips on my forehead.
" It´s ok babe, I have time."
My eyes followed him as he smiled lightly, moving back to his original seat in front of me.
I smiled shyly thinking of my question. I didn´t want it to end up all akward again. So I dicided to play it safe and go with a kinda boring one.
" Most embarrassing thing you have ever done being drunk?"
" I once got so drunk that I actually called a ambulance for myself at a party once, because I thought I had a alcohol poisoning. Apparenlty the bill for that kind of thing is pretty big." He said chuckling showing of his dimples.
I couldn´t help but burst out laughing.
" You actually called yourself an ambulance?" I asked not believing what I heard... I mean that was pretty ridiculous.
" Don´t laugh at me, I was like 16 or something", he said trying to some kind of defend himself.
" You do realise that the fact you only were 16 doesn´t make it any better ya know?!" I managed to say in between laughter, feeling my eyes tear up from the amount of laughter escaping my mouth.
" Hey, it´s not funny"
" Sorry babe but it actually is!"
" Oh c´mon... it´s my turn to ask now."
After gettting myself together enough to actually listen to him I straightened up and used my thumb to remove the small tears in the corner of my eyes, "ok".
" When is your birthday"
" 13th of April", I informed him looking at my phone to find out that it was a quarter past midnight.
" Ash I think I need to go home now. It´s pretty late."
He pouted but lit up again after a couple of seconds like when people in cartoons get an idea.
" Can I ask you one last question?"
I smiled and nodded my head unsure of the situation.
" Can I take you on a proper date tomorrow?"