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Coffeeshops and Rock Stars

Harry Potter marathon, anyone?

BREE'S POV

At two o’clock, my replacement had just timed in and I had clocked in when Ashton pulled into the parking lot of my work. I walked up to the passenger door of his car and he reached across and opened it for me. I slid in and he kissed me on the cheek. “Hey, gorgeous.” He gave me a dazzling smile. “How was work?”

“It was okay. Natalie showed up.” I sighed.

“What did that crazy bitch want?” He sounded really angry.

“Originally coffee. Then she saw me and threatened me. Told me to stay away from you because, and I quote, ‘if you’re going to get with anyone in this town it’s going to be her.’” I picked at my cuticles.

“What, does she think I’m her fucking property? And more importantly, does she think she even stands a chance against you? It’s a joke! You didn’t take her seriously, did you?”

I hesitated. “Of course not.”

“Good. She’s crazy.” Ashton reassured me. "Well, to change the subject, our tour manager said no to the body guard staying at your house tonight…”

“I figured.” I didn’t think they would let their eyes off of Ashton with Natalie in town.

“…so I’ll be staying the night, if that’s okay. I’ll sleep on the couch.”

I whipped my head towards him. “What?! Ash, she’s coming after you, you need a body guard more than I do! You need to stay where someone can be around to protect you.”

“If you can beat her ass like you said, then I have you doubt you can protect me. And either way, I don’t think she’ll hurt me. She’s way too obsessed.”

“Natalie isn’t like that. I’ve known her since kindergarten. When she had a crush this boy Thomas in second grade, she showed up to his boy scout camp out and snuck into his tent to kiss him. When he didn’t, she beat him up.”

“Sheesh. Then I guess we’ll have to keep tonight a secret.” He gave me a look as if to say the discussion was over.

We arrived at my house not too much later, and Ashton came in. I heard him say “wow” when he walked in. “Sorry about the mess. I wasn’t expecting anyone, obviously.”

I went into my living room and moved my books around. The TV had a layer of dust on it because it had barely been used since I had started college. There were psychology textbooks scattered to and fro, and a couple items of dirty laundry on the floor. I cleared my laptop off the couch, and motioned for Ash to come in. He stopped about three steps into the room. I followed his gaze to the wall of books that was overflowing. I giggled, and he looked at me, wide eyed. “You weren’t kidding when you said you liked to read, were you?” I shook my head no. He walked over to the bookshelves that ran ceiling to floor, examining my books. I stood in front of my couch, semi-embarrassed by some of the titles on the shelves. I wasn’t supposed to feel shy in my own house.

“See any you like?” I walked over to him.

“I see a couple, yeah. I haven’t heard of most of these.” He pulled a particularly worn book from the shelf. “One from your work?” He asked me.

“No, I got that one brand new when I was a kid. I just love it a lot.” I felt my face growing hot with embarrassment. “You’ve read them, haven’t you?” I asked him, referring to the Harry Potter book he had in his hand.

“Never got around to it. I never even saw the movies.” He admitted.

I gasped. “You do realize that is the ultimate sin in this house, right?” I said dramatically, as Ashton laughed. “Well, although I hate having you watch the movies first, would you like to watch them tonight? I don’t have to work tomorrow.”

“It would be my pleasure.”

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“So, is it weird that I think Hermione and Ron would be cute together?” Ashton asked me when we were part way through Goblet of Fire and it was close to nine o’clock.

I laughed and said “That’s what half the fandom thinks. But JK Rowling doesn’t like it.” I shook my head. “I think she’s way too smart for him. He should have ended up with Lavender- wait, you haven’t met her yet, never mind.”

He grabbed the remote and paused the movie. “No, tell me. I don’t care about spoilers. Talk about it as long as you want to.” He smiled at me.

“Why?” I asked, thoroughly confused. Everyone hated Harry Potter spoilers.

“I love the way your eyes light up when you watch the movies and when you talk about it. When I pulled that book off the shelf and we decided to watch the movies, your face lit up like a toddler’s at Christmas. And I cannot tell you how beautiful that makes you. Well, even more beautiful.” He kind of whispered the last part. I was on the brink of tears, and I guess he noticed. “Bree, I’m so sorry, what’s wrong? What did I do?” He asked, worry flooding his face.

“No one has ever called me that before.” I whispered.

“Are you serious? Why? That is ridiculous, because Bree, you are so beautiful- inside and out. I cannot tell you that enough. I know I met you yesterday but I was breathless when I saw you. And every moment I spend with you makes me like you even more.” He tucked a finger under my chin and tilted my head up. “I’m starting to think that I love you, Bree.”

At this point, tears were flowing freely down my face. “Thank you, Ash. I-I-“ I was stuttering because I was overflowing with feelings and I had no way to express them. So I did so in the only way I knew how- I kissed him.

I pounced on him and our lips met, and the same spark was there as the first time we kissed, back on the tower. He kissed me back, his lips were soft and sweet. His hands explored the outline of my waist, and one hand rested itself on the small of my back. He slowly laid me back on the couch, but our lips never separated. He ran his tongue over my bottom lip, and I let out a small gasp. When I did, he slid is tongue into my mouth. Our tongues began to collide. I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him closer. I toyed with the hairs on his neck, and I felt him smile against my mouth. One of his hands found the hem of my shirt and slid under. His calloused hands explored every inch of my stomach. He finally found his way to my bra, trying to unclasp it.

He just humps and dumps.

The thought was mine, but the voice belonged to Natalie. She had warned me about this, and she was right. I didn’t want to risk losing him because I screwed him on the second day I knew him.

I pulled out of the kiss, and Ashton’s hands immediately stopped. “Are you okay?” He asked, his face glancing over mine, searching for any sign of pain or discomfort.

“Yeah, I just don’t want to go too fast. I’m sorry, Ash.”

“No, Bree. Don’t apologize. You’re fine. I’m happy sitting here watching these movies with you. As long as you’re happy, I am totally okay.” He sat up, and I did too. “Now come here.” I scooted over to him and there was about three inches left between us. He laughed and said “What, now that we just made out, are we strangers? I won’t bite.” I scooted closer, and he rolled his eyes. He lifted me up with ease and put me onto his lap and wrapped his arms around my waist. My feet were propped up on the couch, and I had my arms wrapped around his neck again. I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I felt like I was in some made-for-TV rom com.

After the Half Blood Prince, I was getting tired, but I didn’t want to fall asleep. One, because the Deathly Hallows duo were my favorite movies, and two, I didn’t want to end the marathon for Ashton, especially after that awful ending in Half Blood Prince. So I got up, plugged in Deathly Hallows Part One, and sat back down on his lap. He pulled me close and nuzzled into my neck, and whispered, “I’m so glad to be here with you. I have never been happier.”

I picked up the remote, kissed his temple, and whispered, “Ditto.” with a smile.

About halfway through the movie, I felt my eyes getting droopy. I shook my head to stay awake, but they kept closing. Ashton had obviously noticed because next thing I knew, the TV was off, and I was in the air. He was carrying me bridal style to the bedroom. He laid me down on my bed, took off my shoes, and tucked me in. “Good night, beautiful.” He leaned down and kissed my forehead. He started walking away and that was when I realized that I didn’t want to be away from him all night.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I said sleepily. “What if the monsters come out from under the bed? Who’s going to protect me?” There was enough light in the room to see his white teeth in a smile. I heard his footsteps coming closer, and then weight added to the other side of my queen size bed. I felt his arms wrap around me and pull me towards him. He wasn’t wearing a shirt. I rolled over to face him, and he pulled me closer. I ran my hands down his chest- his tight, muscular abs soft and defined. I tucked my arms into myself and he rested his chin on my head. I let a deep sigh of satisfaction escape my lungs.

“I promise, Bree, I will never let anyone or anything hurt you.” was the last thing I heard before drifting off into a deep sleep.

Notes

This is the second part of the two part chapter, duh. I'm kind of thinking I should do some smut, but I'm not sure if that would ruin the story. What do you guys think?



Comments

this story is so good so dont even question it

GabbyB GabbyB
10/6/14

OMG pls update soon!!!! its so good right n ow

GabbyB GabbyB
9/26/14

@authenticbeing
Thank you, doll!

Reaaaally good. Trust me lol