"Oh for god's sake— Stop moving!"

Ashton groaned in annoyance once you shifted around again. This has to be his worst nightmare, sleeping next to his own enemy. Your body warmth from the closeness sent a shiver down his spine.

You both got captured during a fight and got thrown into a locked room, with only one small bed in it. Ashton argued about whoever gets the bed, but both of you were too exhausted to fight and decided to just lay down, despite hating being in each other's presence.