Ashton

She was a mess. She was always struggling but I didn't care. I wanted Jane more than anything and nothing could separate me from feeling what I felt at this point. Her head was resting against my chest and my arms were wrapped around her soft body. I was pretty sure I had fallen in love with her smell, fallen in love with my Hope.

A few hours later, I heard the shower tap turn off, only to be replaced by the footsteps approaching me. As I turned around, I wasn't able to hide the obvious smile from appearing on my face. She was standing in front of me, wearing my very loose t-shirt with her messed up damp hair and bare feet. 

''Why are you smiling?'' She asked, biting her lips carelessly.

''You have never looked so hot before, Ashton,'' I joked, wiping my hands with a napkin and setting our plates on the kitchen table. 

''C'mon, Ashton, I don't look that bad in your clothes,'' she smiled innocently as she stared at her gorgeous self in the mirror.

"You look beautiful. You will always be beautiful for me," I replied, walking towards her, making her gasp. The sight of her made me want to carry her and bury my nose in the arc of her neck and that's exactly what I did next. 

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NOTE: YEAH, THIS IS VERY SHORT BUT I'M WRITING NUMB AGAIN AFTER 4 MONTHS. AFTER 5 CHAPTERS GOT DELETED FROM MY DRAFTS. TBH, I CRIED AND FOR A WHILE I JUST COULDN'T WRITE. I STARTED BACK. A LITTLE RUSTY BUT I AM GETTING THE HANG OF IT ALL.

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