This girl is crazy

Frederick stood beside Rosaline, whose eyes were closed. She appeared to be in a deep sleep. The door to the room clicked open and Ashton entered.

"I know you hate being around her, you can leave I will watch over her," Ashton told him.

Frederick looked at him for a few seconds, before exiting the room. Ashton sat on the space beside Rosaline, his gaze lowered to her face. She looks so beautiful in her sleep, he thought. He moved his hand to her face and began to caress it, his eyes closed, as he did this.

Rosaline felt a hand continuously touching her face, she immediately opened her eyes, only to find out that it was Ashton.

"What the heck of you think you are doing?" She asked.

Ashton was startled, his eyes snapped open. He opened his mouth to talk, then closed it. He was speechless. He averted his gaze from her.

"Are you…" Rosaline tried to say but paused when she recalled something. She looked at her body, for signs of injury. But there was none. How did I even get here? She ask