Pretty Princess ⇝ Lashton [1] ✓

chapter thirty seven

lukes so fucking pretty and he doesn't have to do shit bye

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After school Ashton came over to my house straight away. We got there before Ben and Jack so I locked us in my bedroom and straddled Ashton's lap, kissing his face chastely. "Stop it." Ashton giggled out.

"No." I whispered, kissing Ashton's nose before kissing down his neck. I sucked on his pulse before he let out a small whine and his hands slid down my waist.

"I love you." Ashton whispered making me smile and kiss his chin.

"It's l-lost so m-much meaning." I said sitting up, my hands on Ashton's chest. "I do l-love you but p-people throw it a-around so easily and it's h-honestly lost it's t-true m-meaning."

Ashton gave me a small smile. "Well I love you with all my stolen shirts."

I leaned down and rubbed my nose against his, "I love y-you with all m-my flower c-crowns."

[an: I read a one shot and it had these really cute love you remarks and I melted so I wanted to use the idea, credit to the owner though.]

A knock was at my door and I climbed off my boyfriends lap and unlocked the door, pulling it open a little to see my mum. "Ashton's here?"

I nodded, "Yeah, th-thought he might a-as well stay a-after school till d-dinner."

Mum gave me a sweet smile, "Okay, have fun. Your brothers will be home soon, lock your door, stay quiet and nothing stupid." She poked my nose before leaving.

I shut my door before turning to Ash who was now sitting at my desk and looking at all my make up. "This is adorable, y'know." He commented.

"Thanks." I sat down on Ashton's lap, "Can I d-do your make u-up?"

Ashton scrunched his nose up, but I pouted at him and pressed my forehead against his. "Pretty p-please."

Ashton sighed before nodding, "What are you doing to me Luke Hemmings?"

"Your make u-up." I snorted at him, making him punch my side and I squeaked. "Okay we n-need the f-foundation first." I told Ashton.

I grabbed my box of make up and it opened up like Hannah Montana's in the film. It was cute. Aunt Leslie got me it for Christmas. It opened up and Ashton gaped at it. It was pink studded and everything.

I got out the foundation and I straddled Ashton's lap before I took off the top. Ashton gave me a smile before I leaned over to get my blending brush. I took the top off the foundation before squirting it on my finger and dabbing it on to Ashton's forehead first. I put it on his cheeks, his chin and his nose before putting the small bottle down. I wiped my finger on my hand before beginning to blend the foundation with my brush.

"How often do you do this?" Ashton asked, his hands now on my hips. His eyes were closed as I used the brush.

"When I go o-out, or to y-your house. I p-put on f-foundation and a tiny b-bit of mascara f-for school." I explained.

Ashton nodded and I put down the brush and instead got concealer "Keep your e-eyes c-closed." I told the curly haired boy.

I smeared the concealer under Ashton's eyes and he giggled, "It tickles."

"Shush," I dabbed his nose with the liquid making him flinch so I wiped it off. "Now we n-need eye l-liner."

I got out my favourite liquid eyeliner, "Stay still, eyes c-closed or I'll s-stab your eye b-ball." I instructed and my boyfriend giggled.