"Okay, talk to me."

Ashton and Betsy had been sitting in McDonald's after school for the past twenty minutes and to be completely honest, when Ashton had asked Betsy to come with him somewhere for dinner, she wasn't expecting goddamned McDonald's.

Ashton said about ten minutes in after they ordered their food that he needed to talk to her about something. Ten minutes later and he still hadn't spoken a word.

He glanced up at Betsy who was watching him in anticipation, her food pushed to the side as she waited for him to say something.

"I like you. I like you a lot," he said, heaving a sigh.

"I know, you've made it quite obvious," she giggled, a blush falling on her face.

Betsy was sure this was it, he was going to ask her out. And she'd been playing at the chase game for a while now but right now, her feelings were so intense for the boy sitting in front of her, she couldn't hold back any longer.

"I-" Ashton began but halted when he felt Betsy's hand grip his underneath the table.

"Don't," she mumbled, giving his a hand a tight squeeze, "You don't need to say anything. I like you too Ashton."

Without much comprehension to what was going on, Ashton was shocked when Betsy leaned across the table and placed her lips against his.