Sugar Lips | lashton au | book 1

eighteen

"You're fine." I said closing my eyes and resting my head back against the pillow. We still had about ten minutes until the alarm went off.

"Ashton, what are we?" Luke suddenly asked. 

I frowned my eyebrows and pursed my lips. I honestly have no idea what we are.

"I uh I don't know, Luke." 

He was silent for a few seconds before he spoke up again.

"You called me babe last night."

"Did I?" I asked, opening my eyes and peering down at him. his eyes were still closed.

"Yeah, and I really liked it." He said quietly. 

I smiled and ran my fingers through his hair. 

"It's time to get up, babe." I said glancing at the alarm. 

He smiled for a split second then groaned. 

"I don't wanna go." He muttered, looking up at me. "Let's skip."

"I don't skip, Luke." I said sternly. "The one time I tried to skip I was assaulted by a very tall blonde boy." 

"Assaulted." He chuckled. 

"You liked it." 

"I was trying to rip your hair out." 

"But you liked it." 

"I contemplated biting your tongue off." 

"Ouch." 

"You owe me a piece of gum." 

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Why are girls so sickening?

I know that question probably seems rhetorical and rude but it's a genuine question. I don't understand why they have to be so giggly and squeaky around guys they like. It makes me sick. The way they sit there and twirl a string of their fried hair around their manicured fingers and start getting touchy, I absolutely hate it. 

You're probably wondering why I'm randomly complaining about females, well there's currently one that is bugging the hell out of me. 

"Ashton." She whined touching my shoulder. 

Her name is Becky and she hasn't been going to this school for very long. Rumor is that she got kicked out of her old school for banging three guys in the girls locker room.