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I lazily opened my eyes, rubbing them and blinking away the sleep, sitting up I realised that I wasn't in my own bedroom, then the memories of last night came flooding back into my mind and I frowned.
you don't deserve someone as nice as Ashton.
I know.
I got out of the bed, pulling back the duvet as I did and quickly threw on a tshirt.
I walked out of the room and into the kitchen where I could smell bacon, I smiled when I saw ashton at the shove and I quietly sat down on the bar stool.
Ashton was humming along to a song I didn't know and when he turned around he nearly jumped 10 feet, "jesus Christ Luke! you scared the shit out of me."
I frowned, feeling guilty, "sorry" I mumbled, slouching in my seat.
"no no no don't be sorry, silly! just eat this," he placed a plate of bacon and eggs in front of me, "and then go and shower and change, you can borrow some of my clothes but I think they might be a bit small because you're so tall, fucking tree trunk boy." he mumbled the last part but I chuckled.
I ate up my food and thanked Ashton before showering. I got changed and walked back into the main room where I saw Ashton standing with keys in hand, "you're in a for a good day, I hope anyway." he smirked before he dragged me out of the house, locking door behind us.
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48 Hours
Short Storyin which an outgoing teenager called Ashton and a sad teenager called Luke collide for the better warning- contains self harm, suicidal actions/references, swearing, smut.
