Beating Heart// Lashton

Chapter 13

If you kiss me goodnight

I'll know everything is alright

Second chances won't leave us alone

Won't leave us alone

'Cause there's faith in love

-Kissing in Cars By Pierce The Veil

Luke's POV

I was so proud of Ashton. He had two slices of pizza, and he smiled in between bites. Nia was completely surprised, but I know she was incredibly proud as well. I know that he can't rely on weed all day every day to get his nutrition, but if he can do this every once in a while, I think that's what will get him on the right track. 

For those of you wanting to know about the makeout session that occured a few hours ago before we all devoured the pizza, it was amazing. There were fireworks going off in my head. It didn't go any further, despite what was going on in my jeans. We were both super high, that was not the time to have sex. Especially at Michael's house, he would never let me live it down.

After dinner, we put on a movie. Calum fell asleep on the couch, so Ash and I were entangled on the floor infront of the TV. And as for Michael and Nia, they disappeared some time ago and I had an idea as to where they were. I mean, a night with his dream girl? C'mon.

I thought Ash had fallen asleep too, but when I kissed the top of his head, he looked up with those beautiful hazel eyes. He was smiling. 

"Are you still high?" I whispered to him. He shook his head no.

"Me neither," I told him.

"Can I have a kiss?" He asked, giving me puppy dog eyes and pursing his lips.

"Of course," I said and leaned in. 

It started out really innocent, just a sweet kiss. But before I knew it, he was stradling my hips and kissing me like his life depended on it. I did not object. He had his hands framing my face and I had my hands on his hips. 

He pulled away for a second, "Excited?" He asked. I knew what he was referring to. I nodded and attached our lips once again. He pushed me down so that I was laying on my back and he was still on top. I couldn't help myself, my hands started wandering and they had found their destination rather quickly. When I realized, I took my hands away, but he just guided them back. I took this as permission. I squeezed his ass. He bit my lip.

I could feel him playing with the hem of my shirt. His fingers lightly brushed right above my jeans and I nearly lost it. I wanted more, I wanted to keep going, I needed him. But I knew that this would be his first time, and he deserves more. I pulled away.

He looked confused before he leaned in for another, thinking that I must have just needed air. It would be so easy to just never stop. But again, he deserves more. I pulled away again.

"Not here," I said.

He nodded but looked disapointed. I pecked his lips. He laid down on me and rested his head on my chest.

"One day," I whispered to him, "and it will be special."

I could feel him smile. 

"Goodnight, prince."

He kissed my chest. "Goodnight, Lukey."

And we fell asleep just like that. 

Nia's POV

This was happening. 

Michael Clifford and I were making out. Both of our shirts had been forgotten on the floor. His lips were on mine. I could taste the smoke but I didn't mind.  He was kissing me. All I've dreamt about since Saturday. I kissed him back with all of my passion for him. I needed him to know that this wasn't just a hook up, but that I wanted him, every day.