[8:35 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): heyyy
[8:37 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: hey ash
[8:39 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): what's up?
[8:41 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: watching tv with my brothers. you?
[8:43 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): laying on my bed, bored out of my mind
[8:45 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: you could come over you know ;)
[8:48 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): yes i know
[8:50 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: so why don't you??
[8:52 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): i just might
-
"Luke! Stop texting! I can't focus on the show when all I hear is you typing," my older brother Jack grumbled.
"But, this is important," I whined, keeping my eyes glued to my phone.
"What's so important you can't let me watch TV in peace?" he questioned, clearly irritated.
"I have a friend -maybe even a potential boyfriend- coming over!" I said, glancing over at him for a second before turning my attention back to my phone.
"What's his name?" Jack inquired.
"Ashton," I mumbled.
"What's that? I know you claim to be a penguin but that doesn't mean you need to talk like one."
"You just got told!" my other brother, Ben, shouted from the kitchen.
"Shut up, you twat." I yelled back at him.
"Don't call me a twat, you twat!" he shot back.
"I-"
"Everyone shut up!" Jack yelled before I could give a sassy remark back.
"Now, who the hell is Ashton?" He asked, his eyebrows raised.
"He's a friend."
"Uh huh, just a 'friend'," Jack snorted. "You really expect us to believe that?"
"I-yes?" I said, it sounding more like a question.
"Whatever. But if I catch you guys lip locking when he's here, he gets it," Jack warned, his protective side coming in.
"Okay, I get it."
-
[8:57 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: sorry, my stupid brothers were talking to me
[8:59 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): it's fine. can i still come over?
[9:01 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: of course you can :-)
[9:04 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): k, be there in 5
[9:07 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: yay, can't wait!
[9:09 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): see ya in a few
-
"Luke! Get your ass down here! Now!" I heard Jack yell from downstairs.
"What is it?" I groaned. He's always so grumpy, why did he have to be grumpy the day Ashton was coming over?
"Why the hell is Ashton Irwin at our door?" he asked, angrily.
"He's my friend I told you about." I explained.
"Wait, he's your friend?" his face softened a little.
"Yeah, why'd you get so angry?" I asked confused.
"I'll tell you later. Just let him in and don't bother me." He said, glaring at Ashton before stomping up the stairs.
"Okay." Wonder what that was about? I thought as I opened the door to let Ashton in. He looked amazing.
"Hey, Ash!" I greeted him happily as soon as he walked through the door.
"Hey, Lukey," he smiled back at me.
"So, what do you wanna do?"
"We could...watch netflix?" he suggested. I gave him a weird look. Watch Netflix? that's something he could do at home by himself.
"Or, play video games? "he asked.
"Yes, that's better!" I yelled, grabbing his hand and dragging him to the living room.
After playing an hour of Fifa, which Ashton complained about, saying he doesn't like Fifa, he spoke up. "Luke. Do you think we can get something to eat? I'm starving."
"Sure," I smiled as we got up and made our way into the kitchen.
"Hey Luke is that y-" I heard my older brother start to ask me but cut himself off mid-sentence when he saw Ashton.
"Hello, Ashton," he greeted coldly.
"I-I, h-hi," Ashton stuttered out.
"What's up with you two? Why can't I bring a friend in this house without one of my brothers having history with them?" I grumbled. How does Ashton even know Jack anyways?
Jack shot a glare in my direction. "I'm sorry, I'll just go now. Text you later lukey," Ashton announced, kissing my cheek on the way out the door. I blushed.
"Why can't you and my friends ever get along?" I asked turning to my brother once Ashton left.
"Look, Luke. We both have are reasons for not liking each other. Now, I'll tell you later if you really wanna know. Or, just ask Ashton. He might tell you. Until then, don't ask, or speak about it. Understand?"
"Yes, I understand," I rolled my eyes.
"Okay, good."
"Now, go text him or something," he ruffled my hair.
"Don't touch my hair!" I shrieked.
"Just go to your room," he laughed.
-
[9:42 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: sorry about jack
[9:45 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): it's fine
[9:47 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): honestly luke. it's fine :)
[9:49 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: ok, just kinda sad you had to leave because of my dumbass brother :-(
[9:51 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): it's not all his fault and besides, i had a great time
[9:53 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: you did?
[9:55 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): i did x
[9:57 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: you put the x!! stop!! that's so cute
[9:59 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): haha, sorry about that lukey
[10:01 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: i gtg. jack and ben are fighting, again
[10:03 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): oh, okay. bye x
[10:07 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: oh and ash?
[10:08 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): yes luke?
[10:10 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: can you tell me what happened between you and jack?
[10:12 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): later. promise.
[10:13 pm]
Lukey pokey <3: ok..bye! xx
[10:14 pm]
Sexy drummer boy ;): two x's? damn boy. bye xxx
YOU ARE READING
eight pm | l.h & a.i
FanfictionCompleted & edited // Where a boy named Luke has a secret crush on a boy name Ashton and some how gets his number. (this book is very old and not very good)
