Ashton was that type of friend who didn't know what personal space was. So you'd find him constantly clinging to you and your other close friends

He'd be seen hugging you from behind, clinging to your arm, laying on your lap while cupping your face, kissing your cheek. And to him, he thought it was perfectly normal and he was oblivious to your flustered reactions.

Now he made you sit on his lap, facing him as he rested his head on your shoulder and used his phone

"Ash.. have you ever heard of personal space..?" You asked

"Personal space? What's that?" Ashton questioned