Ashley's POV

Haley was non-stop throwing up. It was completely gross. The whole hotel room, smelled. I'm pretty sure people from the beach could smell it. But anyway, I thought about meeting Michael , I don't know why I told him yes? We simply can't be together. Once again, I love my family, and I'd like to keep them close. But one thing I wouldn't mind is designing cloths for Michael. I mean Michael has a cool style, but I... could make it FABULOUS. Michael seems like a fabulous person, why not look like it. But anyway; I don't know, maybe me and Mike should just be friends, maybe get to know each other better then just a fuck buddy.

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I knocked on his door a couple times. Then finally he opens the door with a gift in his hands. A Victoria's Secret bag.

"Baby! I mean Ashley!" he giggled shyly.

"Um... Michael, hey," I laughed awkwardly.

He handed me the bag.

"Um, Ashley, this is for you. Remember you got jealous at the store because I was buying lingerie," he teased. "It was for you... if it doesn't fit you could return it," he said shyly. "...But I like it tight, if you know what I mean..."

"Ugh, Mike. I can't take this," I smiled.

"Yes you can, because I'm giving it to you."

"Thanks Mike," I looked at him softly. "I want to talk to you about something serious."

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To be continued. . .

[Cliffhanger, lol, sorry the chapter is so short. love you tho, thanks for reading, voting, and commenting on my story I really appreciate it. xoxo]