Chapter 20:

Climbing off him, both of your breathing had become quick and hard from an hours worth of love making. “Wow... That was... Amazing,” Aston managed to say between the heavy breaths of air, “mm... So refreshing,” you giggle as Aston chuckled. He knew what you meant... You meant by not having intimacy for at least a year, and he seemed to be proud to make the feeling of pleasure come back for you.

“I hope you don’t mind Mr Merrygold, but after that lovely hour of love making, I must take a shower. I’m sticky with sweat,” you said innocently, before smiling sweetly as you got out of the bed. Both of your breathing had now come back to normal. “And I hope you don’t mind if I join you, Miss (Your last name),” he says seductively, but smirks sexily afterwards; you had by now moved yourself to the door of the bathroom. “You can do, I won’t be stopping you,” you reply also seductively, before going into the shower; noticing that Aston hadn’t moved himself from the bed.

Being soaked in seconds, the warm soothing beads of water trickled down your body; your muscles relaxing as they do so, but slowly and tenderly, two arms slither around your waist and held you perfectly. “You look so sexy when you naked and soaked,” his voice whispers softly in your ear, as you smile and push yourself back into his body “I can say the same about you,” you whisper back softly as he grins like a little school boy. Aston reaches for the bottle of body lotion and squeezes some onto his hand; the soft pink lotion soothed itself into his hand as he places the bottle back on the side of the shower. “I’m gonna enjoy this,” he whispers as you smile, while his hand with the soft pink lotion meets your stomach and moves his hand in a circle motion to turn the lotion into a patch of bubbles, “after I’m done with you-” “I’ll do you,” you finish of his sentence as he grins, “I love you,” he whispers, as both of his hands have now connected to your body “do you really?” You ask a slight frown on your face as he frowns the same way, “don’t you think I do,” he asks quietly, his hands stopped on your stomach, but you sig heavily. “It’s not that, it’s just... The amount of women you had AFTER me. It’s just made me feel that every time you say that, I don’t think you mean it,” you said quietly, looking down at your fingers, as you felt him place his chin onto your right shoulder and kiss your neck softly, “I understand how you feel, and I understand if you hate me for that, but-” “Aston, I don’t hate you for that... I don’t hate you for anything,” “really? You seemed pretty pissed off when you saw me in the cafe after the five years I wasn’t with you and Ivy,” he said quietly and shamefully “I’d admit, I was pissed off with you, because I realized that after the five years I had no one, but Ivy and that I thought I had forgotten about the heartbreak and my feelings for you. I realized that when I saw you, I just wasted my time doing that... I realized that I still love you,” you whisper, as you turn in his grip and wrap your arms around his neck, before planting a kiss onto his lips. The water from the shower making it more romantic than it would have been. “So you were more or less pissed off with yourself as well as me,” he states “if you wanna put it in that way,” you giggled as he smiled; his lips capturing yours in a sweet kiss.

“How many women did you think I had after you? You make it sound as though I a fortress full,” he says with humour in his voice, as you smile while he is washing down your back, as he has already done your legs and front. “I don’t know, I suppose you had about five after me,” “no... I had three,” “oh... A lesser number than I thought,” you blush with embarrassment, but he chuckles as he can see from the back, “don’t worry about it. Five isn’t a bad number, I would have been pretty pissed off if you said fifteen or something,” he says as frown “oh,” you say quietly “but who was the third girl? I know the other two: The girl after The X Factor and Claire, but who was the other one?” You asked, as he freezes, but you waited for an answer...

Then it clicked... “You have got to be fucking kidding me,” you said as you heard Aston gulp, as you turned around and glared at him, as he was look down looking as shameful as ever! “You had sex with Kylie!” You said shocked, as he sighed “I didn’t realize you two knew each other. We became good friends after me coming back and forth from here to England,” “but you had sex with her! You took her virginity!” You snapped at him, as he frowns deeply “I didn’t-” “SHUT UP,” you screamed at him, as he begins to cry softly “how could you have sex with someone that was on Kevin’s side,” you hissed as he looked up, his puppy brown eyes wet from the tears “I didn’t know,” he says so quietly that you could just about hear him. “You wanna know the worst part about it... You had sex with her the night you came and found me... AND THEN YOU HAD SEX WITH ME,” “how did you know-” “Because she came and told me, I didn’t think she was being truthful about it, I thought she was just trying to make me jealous, so I was happily enough to have sex with you just now... But now I know it’s true... I actually believe you Aston, this just makes me feel used and disgusting,” you snap as he continues to cry softly. Although he turns and steps out of the shower, wraps a towel around his waist and leaves the bathroom to be left by yourself and finish what he didn’t do.

Aston’s POV:

Lying on the bed, I had switched my phone off and curled up into a ball facing away from the door of the bathroom, still crying softly. I didn’t know anything about Kylie what (Your name) had told me, and now I feel appalled with myself! I just felt like I wanted to curl up and die right where I was.

The click and turn of the bathroom door lock and handle, I realized (Your name) had come out of the bathroom, wrapped up in a towel and walked over to the dressing table, where some clean clothes were (I had brought for her, as I knew Kevin wasn’t going to give her clean clothes). “I bet you hate me now,” I said quietly and nervously to her, as she stops and sighs, “Aston... What did I say? I don’t hate you for anything,” she says quietly as she turns to look at me, but I have already changed my direction of look to be out of the balcony doors. She sighs again, before I realize she is standing behind me and strokes my arm, but I shrug her off “I don’t want you touching me if I make you feel used and disgusting,” I snap, as I feel her heart break. “Aston...” She begins, but I sigh frustrated, but she coughs awkwardly “when are we going home?” She asks quietly “tomorrow afternoon,” I say quickly as she moves off.

(Your name)’s POV:
Half an hour later, Aston had gone into the shower, got changed and completely ignored you. Reading a book on the bed, you sighed and looked up at Aston who was on the balcony and looking upset more than ever.

Getting up, you walked nervously over to the balcony door and opened it. “What does a man have to do for you to leave them alone?” He snaps at you straight away, but you stand frozen at the door, “I just wanted to know if you were okay,” “do I look okay to you,” he snaps again as you sigh, “I’ll just go,” “please do and don’t annoy me again,” he hisses as you are then deeply hurt. Maybe you shouldn’t have brought the subject up of the amount of women he had after you. It seemed you two were never gonna be able to sort this out.

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