Chapter Thirty Two -Girlfriend?

Farrah

I have spent the day at Asher’s, well I went home for an hour to get showered and changed, but that was all. We had spent time with his Grandma, and after that, we have been in his room. We had been watching movies, and there has maybe been a little making out too.

Asher was downstairs getting us some snacks, and I was messing around with my phone. I suddenly got a text through from Paul. What the hell does he want? He has no right texting me. I opened it to see what he was saying.

Paul: Tell your guard dog to back the fuck off, or he is going to regret it. You clearly made him think it was worse than it was. I still can’t believe you thought I would be interested in you. It is pathetic.

I am guessing Asher has been in touch with him. I shouldn’t be surprised, but at the same time, I don’t want Asher getting into any trouble. I was scared last night, but not now.

Farrah: I told him the truth, you bastard! You had no right acting how you did last night. You are a disgusting human being, and I can’t wait when Karma comes around and bites you right on the ass. Stay the fuck out of my way and away from Asher, or I will find a way to make your life hell the same way you do to other people.

I was speed texting, my fingers going frantic. I was mad. I waited for him to text back, but he didn’t. I don’t know if that text was a good idea or not, but he needs to know he can’t do as he pleases. Yes, it may make things worse, but I would rather at least stand up for myself.

I groan, tossing my phone on the bed.

“Everything alright, sweetness?” Asher asks as he comes back in.

“No, Paul just sent me a message,” I hiss.

I watch anger flash over his face when I say that. Maybe I shouldn’t have told him.

“What the fuck did he want?” Asher snarled.

I picked my phone up, unlocking it and handed it to him. He read through it.

“How fucking dare he! I am going to fucking kill him,” He snapped.

“Asher, no, you won’t,” I sigh, shaking my head, “I already text him back. Just leave it, please?” I add.

“Farrah, I am not going to stand by and let that prick say shit like that to my girlfriend,” He states.

Girlfriend? That is the first time he has called me that. I know he said he wanted to be with me, but we didn’t actually say that we were boyfriend and girlfriend.

“Girlfriend, uh?” I smile.

“Yes, not the point, right now, babe,” He said, throwing his hands in the air.

He started ranting on. I do what he did with me that day he was fighting. I listen and nod before standing up from the bed, walking over to him and pressing my lips to his. My lips soon silenced him. He moans, wrapping his arms around me and kisses me back. I smile into his lips, snaking my arms around his neck.

Asher pulled away first.

“Nicely played,” He chuckles, “But, still…” He added.

I didn’t give him a chance to finish his sentence because I covered his lips with mine again. I honestly didn’t want to talk about Paul and what happened right now. I think he got the hint because when he pulled away to catch his breath, he didn’t mention it.

“Can we rewind to when you called me your girlfriend now?” I said, grinning.

“Well, you are, aren’t you? Or am I getting ahead of myself?” He said, becoming nervous.

“Do you want me to be?” I ask.

“Um, yes,” He said, rubbing the back of his neck, “If you want to be,” He added.

“I do,” I gush, kissing him once again.

“Then OK, you are officially my girlfriend,” He said brightly.

“OK, boyfriend,” I giggle.

Asher laughs loudly, wrapping his arms around me and pulled me close to his chest, hugging me tightly.

“You are too cute, baby girl,” He said, kissing the top of my head.

I lifted my head, looking up at him and giving him my dorkiest smile. He pecked my lips before pulling away, taking my hand and led us back to the bed. We got snuggled back in.

“You OK?” He asked.

I knew he was referring to the message.

“I am fine. I am not going to let him get to me,” I said, curling into his side.

“I got you, sweetness,” He said, kissing my forehead.

“I know you do,” I reply, kissing his neck.

Asher put the movie back on. I smiled to myself. I had my first boyfriend. Who knew that would have been Asher? I was still nervous about it all, though. I know with time, that will ease.

***
I got pulled out of my sleep with soft lips on my neck. I moan, opening my eyes.

“Hey, beautiful, sorry to wake you, but it is nearly time for you to go home,” He said softly, pushing the hair behind my ear.

I huff and cuddle back into him. I wasn’t ready to go home yet, but I knew I would have to.

“No,” I announce.

“You have to, babe, or you will get into trouble,” He replies.

“Fine!” I groan, sitting up.

“I wish you didn’t have to go, but your parents know you are with me, so you can’t tell them you are staying with Violet,” Asher said.

“I know,” I sigh.

I steal a couple of kisses from him before getting out of the bed, Asher following because he was my ride home. He linked his fingers with mine, and we headed out. His Grandma was already in bed.

“Can I steal you for the entire day tomorrow?” He asks.

“Yes, anything particular in mind?” I ask.

“I will come up with something. We can get away from here for a few hours,” He suggests.

“Sounds good, baby boy,” I said, kissing his cheek.

Asher and I get into his car and head to mine. I was due home in ten minutes. We parked up outside my place.

“I will see you tomorrow, gorgeous,” Asher smiles, kissing me, “How about I pick you up about nine, and we can make a day of it?” He added.

“I would like that,” I respond.

He gives me a kiss goodnight. The kiss was soft and sweet. We said a final goodnight, and I headed inside. Asher was staying put until I got to the front door. I gave him a wave before closing the door and resting against it.

I feel the biggest smile grow on my lips. I was feeling all giddy and such. I can’t believe I have a boyfriend! It was going to be a new and exciting experience. I skipped my way to my bedroom. I couldn’t wait to spend the entire day together tomorrow. It was something to look forward to, especially since we need to go back to school after that.

I was dreading that, but I am not allowing it to ruin the rest of my weekend.