Hehe hello again if u haven't caught on by now, I have really slow updates and I really wish I could write faster but I'm trying to make this story not shitty and I end up writing kind of long chapters so yeah..
And also all ur comments make me smile aw and sorry I'm evil for not telling u what happened with Michael and Calum but I gotta have some sort of mystery in this story, am I right?? ;D
Ok ok fine I'll tell u guys all in good time why they're so weird around each other... Maybe in this chapter, maybe not. You'll nevEEEeeEEErRR knowwWWW unless u read ahead, if u dare...
I'm in a weird mood bye
OH AND I ACTUALLY WANTED THIS STORY TO BE MORE CUTE AND FLUFFY BECAUSE ALL OF MY STORIES R DEPRESSING BUT IT ENDED UP BEING PRETTY MUCH THE MOST DEPRESSING ONE FUCK I TRIED OK
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"They say that love is forever
Your forever is all that I need
Please stay as long as you need
Can't promise that things won't be broken
But I swear that I will never leave
Please stay forever with me."
~ Scene one - James Dean and Audrey Hepburn by Sleeping with Sirens (fuck I already did a different song from the same album as this one wow)
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Ashton's POV
I couldn't sleep. Luke knew. He knew everything, and I hated that. It made it harder to shut him out, push him away like I do to everyone else.
Luke was persistent, he asked too many questions, he's observant as fuck, and I'm-shit, I liked him. A lot. Even if he's annoying, I still have a strange soft spot for the taller boy.
I cringed and hid under the covers when I heard glass smashing from somewhere in the house. Why couldn't my uncle fucking break things when I'm not trying to sleep? I had made sure I locked my bedroom door because he's drunk again, just like last night. And the day before that.
It's sad, now that I think about it, that I can't remember the time when I had a normal family. Or, maybe I never had a normal family. It was probably all an act when I was younger, to keep me as naive is possible. But then I grew up, and everything came crashing down.
My cuts burned and itched, reminding me they were there. Fuck, I wanted to do it, just like I did every night. I guess I was more like my uncle then I'd care to admit. Both addicted to something that slowly kills.
But I just... Couldn't. The thought of Luke knowing I harm myself made me uncomfortable, and I felt like Luke would make a big deal out of it if he decided to check my wrists. If Luke saw new ones then he'd make it his job to keep checking, making sure I stopped. I didn't want that. I hated that.
Or maybe that's what I secretly do want. I want Luke to care, to genuinely want to help me, not out of pity. I hated pity, it makes me feel weak.
Fuck. My head was a war zone, every thought contradicting the other. I flipped over on my side and clawed at my face in frustration.
I just wanted to sleep.
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Luke's POV
Why couldn't I let myself close my eyes? There was something rattling around in my brain, causing me to toss and turn. I flopped on my back, sighing heavily.
It was Ashton.
How can I sleep when I'm practically fearing for his life? What if he's in pain at this moment, and I'm doing nothing but trying to sleep?
Ashton isn't safe with his uncle, who could possibly be abusive. Why couldn't he be here with me instead? I'd feel a lot less anxiety and stress and fuck-I just wanted to protect him.
But I couldn't. There are so many things that are hurting him, and I can't stop it. I can't just tell him to stop thinking a certain way, or beat his uncle's ass and save him.
Actually, maybe I could do that.
I chuckled to myself, liking the thought of hurting the guy who hurt my Ashton.
My Ashton?
Fuck, what caused me to think that?
Burying my head in my pillow, I forcefully shut my eyes and willed myself to sleep, clearing my mind of all thoughts of Ashton, the boy who managed to come into my life and capture my heart.
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Trudging sleepily into Calum's record shop early in the morning, he chuckled at my worn out appearance.
"You look like shit, mate." I shot him a death glare, which caused Calum to bark out a laugh. "Did you get any sleep last night?" I shook my head, rubbing my eyes as I grabbed Calum's chair and sat down. I was grateful that he didn't protest and kick me off, because I could barely keep my eyes open.
Calum continued talking to me, "How come you didn't get any sleep?" I lifted my head up and scoffed.
"It doesn't fucking matter," I grumbled, but then an idea popped into my head. "Actually, I'll tell you why if you tell me what happened between you and that Michael guy in exchange." My hopes of getting him to say something about the matter deteriorated when he looked a little panicky, shaking his head.
"Luke, I can't tell you. It's in the past anyway, it doesn't matter." Calum's earlier energy deflated as he frowned and made himself busy by sorting things on the front desk. Fuck, he blew me off again.
I decided to not bother him about it. But what could have happened between him and Michael to cause him to act this way?
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Ashton's POV
"Michael, if you knock over one more book I'm going to kill you!" Michael grinned evilly, but he ended up listening to me and put the books he made fall on the floor back in their place. "You look like an alien," I giggled, as Michael furrowed his eyebrows he exclaimed incredously,
"I am not! Just because I dyed my hair green doesn't mean I'm an alien, you dork." I playfully stuck my tongue out at him and crossed my arms.
"Well, I think you look like an alien." I repeated again. Michael huffed and crossed his arms, copying me.
"Well, I think you look like a...flower? Erm, wait that's not-that's uh..." I burst out laughing, shaking my head.
"A flower? Should I be offended or is that a compliment?" Michael's pale cheeks turned pink as he quickly cut me off.
"No, I meant that to be offensive." Before I could spit out a sassy response, Michael drifted away from our conversation and was looking at something over my shoulder. I turned around and followed his gaze, blushing when I saw it was Luke, who is probably looking around for me.
"He's friends with Calum, Ashton, how can he be friends with Calum? He seemed like a cool dude." Oh fuck. I never thought I'd have to hear about Calum from Michael ever again.
"I-um, he's nice though, Michael. He's not like Calum." I bit my lip, swaying back in forth on the soles of my feet to hide my embarrassment, my eyes cast down on the floor. Michael raised his eyebrows.
"You know him too?" I was about to choke out a response, but Luke's eyes locked with mine from across the library and he grinned; he had found me at last.
"Oh fuck, he's coming over here." Michael hid behind me, grabbing onto the fabric of my sweater. I pushed the green haired boy away, mumbling for him to fuck off.
Before Michael could make a run for it, Luke had finally gotten to us. He smiled down at me, and pulled me into a warm hug, catching me off guard. I may or may not have let out an unmanly squeak, and I blushed and prayed he and Michael didn't hear that.
"Ashton! Oh my god I'm so glad you're okay." Luke mumbled into my hair, pulling me closer. He sounded worried. Fuck, is he trying to kill me?
"H-hi?" I stuttered, my voice higher than usual. My face felt hot as I heard Michael make a strangled noise behind us. I knew he was laughing at how stupid I am.
I let out a shaky breath as Luke unwrapped his arms from my waist and finally turned his attention towards Michael, who's expression turned serious when Luke's eyes locked with his. Luke's face brightened as he smiled,
"Hey! You're Michael, right?" Oh god. I could practically feel their personalities clashing; Michael being antisocial and quiet around everyone other than me, and Luke being friendly and talkative, always sparking a conversation.
Michael coughed awkwardly and nodded, averting his eyes towards mine pleadingly. Michael wanted me to take Luke's attention off of him before he'd start asking questions about him and Calum, since I assumed Luke didn't know what happened between them. I sort of felt bad that Luke was the only one who was clueless about the whole thing, but it wasn't my decision to tell him.
Oh fuck, I knew I'd have to do something embarrassing to get Luke away from Michael. I had no time to think, and as Luke was about to open his mouth, I did something completely outrageous and stupid and I felt pressured so I acted without thinking clearly.
I pulled Luke down by the collar of his shirt and slammed his lips against mine, breathing hard and I internally freaked out, because I'm fucking kissing Luke, so I pulled away as quick as I initiated the kiss. I barely felt his lips on mine, but I wanted more. Luke looked like he was in a trance as I began shaking. Holy fuck, he's going to hate me now.
Before I could explode in anxiety, Luke smirked at me, winking.
"We should do that again sometime." He sighed, being a bit on the dramatic side, and continued, "But, sadly I have to go. Bye, Ash." And with that, Luke flashed his perfect teeth at me and left, I was a blushing wreck and Michael was no where to be seen.
I didn't know if I hated Michael for making me embarrass myself, or if I was forever grateful that he gave me a reason to kiss Luke.
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Well that happened um
LUKE IS SO GAY IN THIS IM LAUGHING IDK HAHA he acts so flamboyant in this book but in real life he's pretty much the opposite oh
5SOS COVER OF AMERICAN IDIOT SOMEONE PLEASE SHOOT ME IM GASPING FOR AIR ITS SO ITS SOOOSOSO AMAZING AND MICHAEL HOLY SHIT OLEASE FUCK ME AND ASHTONS WEIRD NOISES IN THE BACKGROUND FRICKITY FARCAJ
Not sure about this chapter but I have ideas for things that'll happen later in this story so idk bye ~Hannah