Hello, How May I Help You? | Lashton

Chapter 21

[Ashton's POV]

I couldn't believe that Luke was actually going along with this. I was in bliss. This is the moment I had been waiting for ever since I had first seen Luke, as cheesy as that is. I actually didn't expect Luke to want to hold my hand or even be anything more than friends, even though he didn't necessarily say that he did. He was just acting like it and that's all that I cared about at the moment.

"What do you mean by telling me not to be sorry?" I asked, curiosity getting the best of me.

"What do you think, Ashton?" Luke responded.

"Don't answer my question with a question," I chuckled. "Seriously, though. What do you mean?"

"That's for me to know and you to find out," Luke said. Now he was just being a little tease.

"Stop trying to be all mysterious. You're too cuddly for that," I joked.

We had been laying there for what felt like forever, not that I could complain. It had definitely taken a turn that I didn't think would happen. I didn't expect Luke to flirt with me at all or even catch on that this was a date. Well, it was in Michael and Ashton's minds, but he didn't try to treat it like one because he didn't want to scare Luke away. But was it now considered a date since they're holding hands?

"About the kiss and everything, I don't want you to apologize for something that both of us wanted to do," Luke finally said.

I turned my head towards him, unsure if I was hearing him right. "W-what?"

Luke just smiled, his eyes twinkling from the moonlight. Before I could ask him what again, he was hovering above me and his lips gently captured mine. I was a bit taken by surprise, not kissing him back at first, but then our lips started to move together in sync.

I brought my hand up to his cheek, brushing the skin ever so lightly. To passerbys, it looked like we were making out. But we were actually just sharing our real first kiss. There was no tongue or lust, just a sweet simple kiss.

Luke was the one to break away. He looked down at me and gave me a small smile, which I couldn't help but return. As I looked up at him, I noticed how beautiful Luke actually was. He wasn't hot, he was beautiful.

"You're a very good kisser," Luke giggled.

"You're pretty good yourself," I responded.

We just laid there for a while, Luke still on top of me, and stared into each other's eyes. Eventually, Luke got tired and decided to cuddle into my chest, which I'm not going to complain about.

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I actually didn't expect to sleep there all night. But considering the way I woke up, I wasn't at all mad that I did.

Luke was now spooning me, his arms around me tightly. I couldn't help but be happy about it. We didn't necessarily establish whether we were official or not, but let's just say that I wouldn't mind waking up like this more often.

I grabbed my phone, which was lying next to me. I saw that I had a text from Michael and it was about him having to ask his mum for a ride to school. I looked at the time, seeing that we had already missed our first two classes and that meant that I probably would skip the rest of the day, which meant that Luke probably would too.

I quickly sent a text to Michael, saying that Luke and I would pick him up after school. Michael replied with a selfie of him and his middle finger, which caused me to chuckle at. That's when Luke started to stir behind me. I felt a pang of guilt that I was the one who caused him to wake up, but at the same time I was happy because I wanted to see him again since everything was going to be different now that we both got our feelings out on the table.