"Wow!" I involuntarily utter as Asher pulls open the doors, revealing to our eyes Aaron and Ty sleeping peacefully on the huge bulky bed, hugging each other tightly, Aaron's legs all over Ty's body, engulfing him like an octopus, Ty's head on Aaron's muscular arm, using it like a pillow, his face snuggling against the crook of his neck while his one hand clutches the front of latter's t-shirt. "And they aren't official," Asher mutters. "Yeah.." I hum before walking towards the bed. I clap my hands near Ty's ears and he immediately flinches open his eyes, quickly pulling away from Aaron on seeing me. "Er.. what's the time?" He asks awkwardly, somehow managing to sit up, removing Aaron's heavy legs from his body. Aaron still doesn't wake up, he squirms on the bed and groans irritably while his arms move over the mattress, searching for Ty's body. "It's past 4. You've been sleeping for three hours," I say. "How come I didn't feel hungry? We didn't have lunch," He says. "I o
Within no time, we reach the station and we all hop out. Soon we go inside and get Asher's phone and car key from one of the officers. Asher had to sign a few papers. After the task is finished, we get his car from the garage and he and I hop into it, me in the driver's seat cause he might start getting withdrawal symptoms at any moment. It was at this time during yesterday that he got drugged. He said he is already feeling a slight headache. "So, what do you think will happen to your stepmom and her boyfriend?" I ask him after I pull his car into the main road, following Ty's car. "No idea," he shakes his head whilst peering at his phone screen. He probably has got a lot of messages. "Anyway, they wouldn't get a death sentence," he says tilting his head to me. "First-degree attempted murder is often punished with a life sentence, though the convicted can receive parole. If they succeed in making it second-degree, they would get only 5-15 year sentence." "How do you know all this?
"Bloody hell! I just want this to go away!" Asher groans, rolling onto his stomach and squirming his face against my pillow. "What are you now feeling like?" I ask, running my fingers through his blonde locks, sitting on the edge of the bed. "Still the same. I feel like throwing up," he mumbles into the pillow. "It's just your feeling. Try not to think about it," I say moving my hands down and gently rubbing his back. It's past 12 Am and he can't sleep. He is having a heavy headache along with nausea for some time now. He also threw up twice earlier. Now he is again feeling like throwing up but he is trying not to, as he just took a pill. "I shouldn't have come here today. Now you can't sleep because of me," he says, wiggling his head again on the pillow. "I said it's okay. Look at me," I say and grab his arms, forcefully trying to turn him around. "C'mon..let me give you a forehead massage." "You don't have to," he says, slowly turning around and looking at me, his face
When I wake up to my phone playing 'Cold play' at 5 Am, I'm still in Asher's embrace. As I try to pull away from him, he groans irritably and hugs me more tightly. "Asher, leave me, I need to go wake up Aaron," I say, managing to somehow take his arms off of my body and switch the lights on. His eyebrows scrunch a little and his eyelids slowly flutter open, quivering twice before fully opening, adjusting to the lights. Then he starts staring at me, unblinkingly, making me think about the state of my sleepy face for the first time in my life. I was never before concerned about how I look when I wake up. Maybe I look pretty ugly. But he looks so cute, just like a Snow prince who woke up, his blonde hair falling messily all over his pale forehead and eyes, making him look like a porcelain doll. "Nice song.." he finally says in a hoarse deep voice, taking his arms from my waist and using his palm to rub his eyes, cutely. "It's Viva La Vida by Coldplay," I say, quickly getting up a
I frown looking at my plates as I notice Uncle watching Ty and Asher through side eyes. We were all having breakfast and I was sitting opposite Uncle. Ty and Asher were sitting beside me. Asher didn't sit next to me so as to not give Uncle and Aunt any suspicion. But now it seems like uncle is suspecting Ty and Asher are dating. Yesterday, while having dinner, he asked us who reported Asher was missing. I immediately said it was Ty who tracked his phone when he wasn't picking up calls. Now, Uncle thinks it was Ty who saved Asher's life. The news is on the front page of today's newspaper. Uncle and aunt were reading it together when we came down for breakfast. But the paper hasn't mentioned our names. Just like yesterday's TV news, it only says Asher's three friends reported him missing and helped the police in finding him. The trial is tomorrow and Asher needs to be present at the court. He had talked to uncle about the case in detail, yesterday evening and Uncle contacted the publi
"Asher, can you please stop smiling like that?" I whisper, looking up from my plate. His lips only bunch into a wider smile. I lean back on my chair and let out a sigh, noticing my usual lunch group staring at us from their table. Not only them, but all the people in the canteen are literally staring at us from the moment I and Asher sat down at this table with our lunch. And Asher is keeping on smiling at me as if to show all these people. "Are you crazy? Why are you simply smiling? Stop looking at me and have your lunch," I say, rolling my eyes at him. "Aren't you the one who said I don't know to smile? I'm showing you that I can smile. Is it annoying now?" He asks. I couldn't help my lips from spreading wide. "Yes, it is," I say, looking down at my plate and scratching my nose to hide my smile. "Are you smiling now?" He chuckles, leaning forward and bending his head to look at me, his lips inches away from my face. "Stop it!" I giggle, pushing him away. "People are looking."
"We'll be there in ten minutes," he said. I looked out of the window and realized we were now driving along the countryside, leaving the city far behind. Vast stretches of green fields and tall trees lined either side of the narrow winding road that seemed to be never-ending under the clear blue sky. I could also see a couple of greyish green hills lurking at a faraway distance. I rolled down the window a little and soon I felt the bite of the fresh breeze on my cheeks, nose and ears. I tilted my face to look at Asher. His ears and cheeks were slowly turning pink, his long blonde hair fluttering across his eyes in the wind. I couldn't help but keep on staring at him. Suddenly I felt like I was experiencing one of the most beautiful moments in my life. It seemed to me, I was riding through one of the most wonderful places on earth, holding the hands of someone special. The ride ended quickly. I was surprised when Asher suddenly stopped the car beside a woodland. I looked out of
After some time when the monkeys went back to their business, Asher moved closer to me and held my hands. We both sat like that for a long time holding hands and looking at the fish nibbling on our toes. "Why are they actually nibbling on our feet? Did they mistake us for food?" I asked him. "They didn't mistake. We are currently being food for them," he said. "Oh..?" I looked at him surprised. "So, they are eating our dead cells?" "Yeah.." he nodded. "But they are also doing their special purpose. They are actually cleaner fish. You know, some species of fish have evolved to live off the dead skin and scales of other fish. It's mutualism- one gets his food and the other gets cleaned." "So they are currently having their lunch while cleaning our feet?" I giggled, wiggling my legs in the water. He nodded to me, whirling his legs too, making the water turn a little muddy. "I wanna lie down. Let's go there?" He asked me after some time, beaming at a neat patch of grass a litt
4 years later I lean back on my chair and let out a yawn after deleting the account 'prettylul._' from Featurefolio. Now, I can freely delete any account from FF at any time. Because I'm now a Cyber security consultant at Featurefolio. This particular account I deleted now has been reported a lot of times in the last few days. Today I did a thorough investigation of the account before finally deciding to delete it. I shut down my laptop and avert my eyes to Asher's alarm clock sitting on the bedside table beside our photograph that was taken last month during Asher's graduation. The clock is five minutes fast and it shows 11:40 Pm. That means there are still 25 minutes left for me to turn 22. Yeah, it's my birthday tomorrow. And it's my first birthday that Asher is going to miss after we started dating four years ago. I still vividly remember my 18th birthday. Asher had just gone to the university. My birthday was on a Wednesday. So, I told him not to come home to wish me b
Rubbing my eyes and letting out a yawn, I sheepishly stroll down the Corridors and walk towards the students' parking lot, feeling exhausted as hell. The last two hours were History and Geography. Both I share with Ty and he didn't even let me blink an eye during both classes which were as boring as beans. Mr. Cooper still teaches us History. And instead of Mr. William, we now have Mrs. Garcia for Geography. She is so old and we can't even understand properly what she is saying if we don't keep looking at her mouth. But Ty still can be attentive in her class and he expects me to do the same. Before leaving, Asher told him to keep an eye on me and make sure I'm studying properly. Ty took his words too seriously. I've now notebooks for every subject to take down lecture notes. If this goes on like this, I think I'll score more marks than him in the semester exams. I fish my phone from my pocket and switch it on, only for it to start vibrating continuously in my hands as notificatio
"Is it actually real?" With a wide open mouth, I lean forward on my chair and scrunch my eyebrows, reading through the content of the mail again. It's a mail from Galaxy, one of the most famous shopping apps in the world. Their company had recently offered a bug bounty program and I had just participated in it. I was able to find a critical bug in their site. Now I've received a mail from the company, saying I won price money of $50,000. I look at the mail address again. It's Galaxy's official mail itself. This can't be fake. But why would they pay me this huge amount? I really didn't expect anything more than $5000. I keep on looking at the screen in disbelief. Wait! Let me check my account. I quickly grab my phone and tap on my banking app. Soon I find that fifty thousand dollars was credited to my account two hours ago. Wow! I lean back on my chair, laughing in surprise and excitement. Then I proceed to video call Asher to tell him the news. It's past 9 Pm, so he might be bac
"Oh c'mon Ann, how many times should I beg you to help me out with this?" Aaron groans averting his gaze from his laptop screen and looking at me. "Wait for some time. Can't you see she is busy here?" Asher says whilst swallowing down the food in his mouth. Aaron leaves a sigh. "Why are you feeding him like he is a baby? He still has a perfectly functioning left hand." Asher ignores him and opens his mouth again, tilting his face to me. I lift the fork to his mouth and he leans in and takes the Fried rice before starting to chew again. So, apparently, Asher wanted to have fried rice and ham before he go to university. So we got all the ingredients from the store and he made us (me, Ty and Aaron) cook for him under his supervision. We all ate it for lunch and it was delicious. Now it's evening and I'm sitting on the couch in Asher's living room, feeding him the leftover fried rice from noon as he wanted to have it again. And he wanted me to feed it to him. The wound in his right ha
I press the enter key on my keyboard and tap my feet impatiently on the floor, waiting for the rank list of the selected candidates to Amistdale University to load on my laptop screen. I bite my lips as finally, the list of selected students in Business management and marketing major appears in front of my eyes. I take a breath before I start running my eyes down the list. I get anxious as I don't see Asher's name on the first page. Praying his name is on the next page, I scroll down and I see his name lying on the top itself. Letting out a sigh, I lean back on my chair. So, he is selected. Now the task is to convince him to join the university. I get up from the chair and walk to my cupboard. I open it and fish out a jeans and a top from it before quickly changing into them. Then I grab my phone from my table and walk out of my room toward Ty's room. "Guys, I'm going to Asher's house," I say, opening Ty's room door, only to witness the sight of Aaron hovering over Ty on his
"Ty, are you asleep?" I whisper turning on my side. "No.." he says. "Why aren't you sleeping?" "I can't sleep." "Why?" "I don't know," I leave a sigh. "Why can't you sleep?" "Aaron and Asher are in one room." "Yeah.." "Don't know when they'll both start fighting." "I'm also a little worried. Aaron has a really stupid mouth sometimes." "It's just he doesn't know to hide things. He says everything that comes to his mind," Ty defends. "Yeah, that's the problem," I sigh and close my eyes. We all are in my home right now and it is night. We arrived here evening and I showed Asher and Aaron around my home. Then we had dinner with my parents and we watched a movie and played a lot of games in my room. When it got past midnight, my Dad came to my room and announced that I and Ty are sleeping in one room and Aaron and Asher will share another room. And he made them both move to the other bedroom, saying it was late. Now it's more than an hour after that, but I still can
4 months later. "Oh C'mon, is that how you pose? Smile!" Ty sighs, looking up from the camera in his hands. It's a Canon EOS 60D camera Aaron bought for him with his second salary. "And move that hat a little to the left." Asher fixes the graduation hat properly on his head and raises the diploma certificate in his hands a little before spreading his lips wide. "Wow! What a weird smile!" Aaron laughs beside Ty. "Hey Snow, look at me," I smile at Asher. "I love you." His lips immediately bunch into a natural beautiful smile. At that very moment, Ty snaps a picture. "That was good," he laughs looking up from the camera. "Now you both stand together." I giggle and rush to Asher, wrapping my hands around his arms, and pulling him close to me. He smiles, tilting his face and looking at my eyes. "Now do a different pose," Ty says after clicking a few shots. I lean in and press my lips on his cheeks causing Aaron and Ty to laugh whilst snapping a lot of pics. After we both do a lot
I wake up from my sleep, hearing some familiar tunes. Soon I realize it's my and Asher's phone ringing on the bedside table. Wait! why are both of our phones ringing together? "Hey, Wake up!" I shake Asher, lifting my hands from where it was pressed up against his chest. His arms were still wrapped tightly around my body and we both were still in our underwear with the duvet covering us. We had cuddled to sleep after what happened earlier. Asher groans, taking his hands away from my body and rolling onto his back. Soon I hear the sound of the doorbell. Our phones are also still ringing on the bedside table. Shit! It's probably Ty and Aaron. I quickly remove the duvet piece from over my body and crawl towards the table. And like I guessed, my phone shows 'Ty' on caller Id while Asher's shows 'Idiot.' And the doorbell is now going off like crazy. It's definitely Aaron who is ringing it. "WAKE UP ASHER AND GET DRESSED!" I shout, grabbing my frock from the table before hastily
"Hop in," Asher says smiling wide at me. I laugh looking at his white t-shirt with 'Mostly sweet. Sometimes savage' written on it. Underneath it, he was wearing a short beige colored shorts that freely exposed his milky thighs. I wanted to keep staring at those muscular thighs but I quickly look away and hop into the passenger seat. I had to fight with myself to not look at his legs as he drove. I didn't know he had such short shorts. It was like he purposefully wore it today to seduce me. Within two minutes, we reach his home. His house is only a little away from us. I had told him I'd walk there. But he insisted he'd come and pick me up. "What all books did you bring with you?" He asks as we hop out. "Geography and Biology," I reply. "Let's study Biology first. I like Biology more than Geography," he says walking to the front doors. I nod and follow him. He jams the key into the hole and pushes the door open. We go to his room upstairs and sit down on his bed. I fish m