Weightless (lashton au)

Chapter twenty-six

I HAVE A TON OF THINGS TO SAY SO BEAR WITH ME (most of it is just me venting my feelings oops)

First off;;; about having smut for this book, idek what I'm going to do honestly, I might have it but I might not have it... I'm a little bit uncomfortable writing it but who knows what'll happen haha

Also if you're writing a lashton fanfic and it's when they're in high school please do us all a favor and have a scene where Luke literally rips pieces of paper just to have an excuse to get up and throw it away and steal glances at Ashton (who's near the garbage can idk) and stare at him bc he's pretty oh my god pLEASE

VIC FUENTES LOOKS LIKE HE'S 18 NOT 30 HOW IS HE 30 (or is it 31 now? Idk I can't remember birthdays) HE'S SO AHSBQJ WHAT alsO IM KELLIC AF AND DOES ANYONE ACTUALLY THINK KELLIN WOULD TOP VIC BC THEYRE WRONG KELLIN IS SUCH A BOTTOM I LAUGH

Last thing!!! Do u guys like mpregs?? Like I know it makes some people uncomfortable but I find it really cute idk I'd love to someday write one tbh

OK IM DONE READ ON MY CHILDREn I apologize if some of this chapter turns out sad because i was sad and frustrated and stressed when i wrote this sorry

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*not putting a song in like I usually do because I'm tired and lazy oops*

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Luke's POV

Ashton and I began to get back in the swing of things; we spent more time together in between working and Ashton went to his weekly therapy sessions.

But, today, I knew right away something was different.

Ashton refused to get out of bed that morning, and not in a childish 'I'm so tired' kind of way. He just couldn't get himself to actually have the motivation to get up. I knew it was caused by his depression; Ashton occasionally had days like this, when he didn't want to do anything. I couldn't help but think this was triggered by us fighting recently and me breaking Ashton's trust.

I still laid with him in bed, keeping him close to me.

"We have to get up, babe. You have to go to work soon, remember?" I started softly, my thumb rubbing circles on his hip. Ashton didn't say anything for awhile, just laying there with his back against my chest.

Suddenly, a sad and heavy sigh slipped past his lips. Ashton didn't move, but I could tell he was squeezing his eyes shut.

"I can't, Luke." He practically whimpered, just above a whisper. My heart clenched painfully, making me wish I could make Ashton happy. I always wished that. Ashton deserves happiness, not the demons in his head and the hate for himself swirling around in his mind.

I knew I was going to stay home with him today (Calum would understand), but I didn't want to tell him I was missing work for him. From experience I knew that it would only make Ashton feel guilty, and that was the last thing I wanted.

"It's okay," I whispered, my lips brushing over his neck. "It's okay to not be okay sometimes." I felt Ashton shiver a little at how close my mouth was to his sensitive skin, so I pressed my lips against it softly. I snaked my arms around him tighter, as if we could get any closer. It probably looked like we were tying to squish together to make one person.

"But, not being okay shows that I'm not getting better. That I'm failing..." Ashton trailed off, playing around with his sleeve that slipped past his hand. His voice was tired, like he hated the fact that his heart was still beating. I rested my face on his shoulder blade,