Ashton

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The prince and the peasant.

Luke and Ashton.

Ashton Hemmings.

It has a pretty nice ring to it. He was just so perfect. Nothing like I expected. Now I get to meet him tomorrow at the bathroom. How romantic

It'll be worth it though.

Now to find a place to sleep. Mom would be furious if I spent the money I have on a motel. So I decide to sleep on a bench next to the bathroom. I lay my head down on the wooden armrest and fall asleep.

**

I awaken with a crook in my neck. What did I expect? To wake up feeling like daisies.

I sit-up and yawn. Only a couple hours till I meet Prince Luke. I smile and walk to the middle of the village. I stop at a small fruit stand and buy an orange for 0.5£.

I peel the round, orange fruit and throw the peeling in a nearby garbage can. I split it in half and eat the first half getting juice all over my face. Then eat the second half.

I walk around the town to try and pass time.

**

Finally the time comes. I run to the bathroom and see him in the same clothes as he had yesterday.

"Hey!" I say waving at him.

He smiles and waves back.

"Where should we talk?" he asks.

"I know a nearby forest with a treehouse." I reply.

"What are we waiting for then?" he says.

We run towards the forest and I lead him to the treehouse. I push the ladder against the tree and climb up. He follows.

I sit down on one side and he sits in front of me.

"So tell me." I say.

"Well," he hesitates.

"I'm not allowed to leave the castle-"

I interrupt him,"then how are you here?"

"I was getting to that." he replies.

"I asked my father if I could go to the performance in celebration of my birthday, since I've never actually been, and he said no. So I got mad. Then he came to my room and started talking to me about marriage and I thought he was going to let me leave so I was so happy. Turns out he wants me to get married to a princess. When in reality I don't even like girls. I know it sounds gross but its me." he explains.

"It's not gross. To be honest I'm gay to. I don't refer to it as gay though I think of it as sexually challenged." I say.

He smiles.

"I yelled at him about wanting to be a commoner that gets to decide on their life and he locked me in the dungeon. But my maid helped me escape but I have to go back soon." he frowns.

"That's horrible." I say.

"Yeah." he mumbles.

"No one should be treated that way." I say.

I hug him and he seems surprised like he doesn't usually get hugs. I pull away, our faces are inches apart and before I know it his lips are against mine. My hands are on his shoulders and his are on my waist.

His tongue slides against mine. His body on mine like they were made for each other. He's on top of me and I'm right under him.

"Ashton your beautiful." he says smirking.

I giggle and blush.

Our lips meet again and I feel a weight being lifted off my shoulders

"I think I love you Luke." I say when we break away.

"I know I love you Ashton."

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