Streaker.

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"Hey, I didn't think you were going to be here until later tonight." Michael said, holding the door open for Ashley.

"Well I'm here now." Ashley said harshly, pushing past Michael and into his house.

"Whoa, what happened?" Michael questioned, following Ashley inside.

"I just had sex with Luke and then I panicked and left when he fell asleep, that's what happened!" Ashley turned around to look at Michael, her arms crossed.

"He fell asleep?" Michael asked, stifling a laugh. "Weak!"

"Shut up, it was his first time." Ashley snapped, reaching forward and slapping Michael on the chest.

"So you took his virginity and then left him? That's real nice, Ash." Michael laughed again, rolling his eyes. "You really are so nice to him." He teased.

"I hate you." Ashley glared up at him, kicking off her shoes by the door and the heading towards the basement, where she knew they would be alone.

"Wait, why are you so upset? What really happened?" Michael asked. He followed Ashley down the stairs, shutting the door to the basement behind him.

"I hate you so much." Ashley turned around to face Michael again, her arms folded over her chest. "I can't believe you made me do that to him."

"It was your fault for waiting so long, babe, you could have gotten this over with in one night." Michael shrugged innocently. He sat down on the couch and held his arms out for Ashley, but she just shook her head.

"Yeah, and I would have felt like shit for the rest of my life." Ashley mumbled, looking down at the floor.

"Well you feel like shit now, don't you?" Michael scoffed.

"I hate you." Ashley repeated.

It was meant to be just a quick thing. Ashley was supposed to take Luke upstairs at a party and give him the night of his life, and then when it was over he'd realize that sex wasn't a big deal after all and he didn't have to be so picky about doing it.

But Ashley didn't like that idea, and that's why she turned Luke down the first time, and the time after that, and the time after that, and the time after that... until she really felt good about this too.

She wasn't supposed to get into a real relationship with Luke, they weren't even supposed to become good friends with each other, and Ashley definitely wasn't supposed to fall in love with him. What started out as a dumb little game soon spiraled into something that Ashley could no longer control.

Ashley still felt awful, though, because even though she loved Luke (and she loved him a lot), she knew that she'd played him and ultimately their whole relationship was a lie.

"I honestly don't see why this is such a big deal." Michael sighed, running a hand through his hair. Ashley finally gave in and sat down next to him on the couch, ignoring when Michael tried to pull her closer to him. "You love him and he loves you too, right? So it shouldn't matter if this all started out as a bet."

"If he finds out that I was practically taking orders from you this whole time it'll crush him." Ashley let out another big sigh. The whole way over here she'd been thinking all about this and trying to figure out what to do.

"He won't find out, then." Michael shrugged, as if the whole thing was really just that simple.

"But I can't keep that kind of a secret from him." Ashley shook her head. She grabbed a pillow from the couch and held it to her chest, wanting nothing more than to just curl up in a ball and cry.