Good Boy (Lashton)

Chapter 12

A/n: I kinda forgot about this...whoops

Luke

My dad? As in the man who had part of my creating?

"I don't want to talk to him." I frown, pulling my jeans back on with my back to the door.

"Luke, give him a chance." she says with a pleading tone, but I continue to shake my head.

"Why should I after what he did?" I frown and shake my head, not bothering to put my shirt back on. "Do you want me to go back because you don't want me to stay here? Because I can leave." I suggest, a small frown forming on my lips.

"No! Of course not, it's just--" she sighs. "It's because he's your father, and he loves you Luke." she pleads and I shrug, not particularly wanting to give in.

"Fine." I finally say and brush passed her in the doorway and walk to the front door.

"Lucas." my father's face noticeably brightens causing guilt to cloud my stomach. "How have you been? I mean, you look better than--"

"Than when you beat the shit out of me?" I snap at him, making him flinch as a frown fell upon my lips.

"Lucas I-"

"Luke." I correct. He looks a little shocked for a second before he clears his throat awkwardly and speaks again.

"Luke, I'm sorry for what I did. I didn't like what you turned out to be but I've learned my way to accept you." he says and I sigh softly. Luke sounding completely foreign and forced coming from him.

"Really?" he nods excitedly making me reconsider.

"Okay." I mumble "okay, I forgive you." I give in and lean against the doorframe.

"Will you come home?" he asks hopefully.

"Yeah." I nod "I will, go wait in the car and I'll get my things." I tell him, even though I didn't bring many things to Ashton's house.

"Hey Ash." I smile a little and pick up the shirt that's actually mine and drape it over my arm. I grab another shirt and a pair of jeans that are mine and rest them over my arm as well. "I'll see you at school tomorrow." I smile sadly at him and avoid his eyes as I walk downstairs and to my father's car.

"Got everything?" he asks and I nod.

"Yeah."

"Wait! Wait" I snap my head in the direction of Ashton's house and see him running towards me.

"Ashton? What is it? Surely it can wait until I see you tomorrow" I say with confusion lacing my tone, but he ignores me.

"I know, but I was thinking that I have a big French test tomorrow and I still need help. Can I come over later?" he asks with a smirk.

"Y-Yes." my heart is pounding in my chest as his hands are firmly gripping my wrists. He smiles, leaning closer so our foreheads touch.

"See you then." he whispers and places a kiss to my lips.

A/n: sorry it's so fucking short

BUTTTT

I'll update again later or tomorrow

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