𝐖𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐀𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫. [𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐭𝐨𝐧 𝐀𝐔]

0.7

"Michael Michael stop!" Ashton laughed. "Shit Michael it tickles so bad it hurts!" Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. "I'll get it." Ashton said jumping off the couch and walking to the door.

"Lukey!" Ashton screeched excitedly, jumping into the blondes arms.

"I missed you so much."

"I missed you to." Ashton led Luke over to the man cave.

"Hey I want you to meet my new friend Michael. Mikey get your ass up! I know your not asleep!"

He kept his eyes closed but chuckled slightly. "Michael!" Ashton climbed on top of Michael, straddling him and tickling his sides. Michael laughed cutely but kept his eyes closed. "Get up Luke's here!"

"My husband? Where?" Michael joked, looking around spotting Luke.

Luke held out his hand "Oh my husband. How I missed you when you were away." Michael said hugging Luke, faking a cry. "That's Michael."

"I would have guessed. Ashton can I talk to you out in the hall please. Just for second." He asked. "Um yeah sure." Ashton grabbed his arm pulling him out into the hall.

By then Michael had laid back down on the couch. "Ashton, is that's your boyfriend?" He asked.

"No. I wish. Your probably his favorite out of the band anyways." Ashton snorted.

"As much as I'm flattered I've got my eye on another boy." Ashton gasped. "Who?"

Luke shrugged, a blush covered his cheeks. "Cal. But, I don't think he likes me. He's strait."

Ashton was in complete shock but hugged his best friend tightly. "I was waiting for Cake to happen."

"Cake?" Luke giggled. "Yeah, Calum plus Luke equals Cake." Luke nodded, a blush still on his cheeks. "Um, well, I just dropped by to see you. Me and Cal are going to a movie. It was a last minute decision. Tell Michael I had to go and that I'm sorry." Luke said hugging Ashton before walking out the door.

"Bye. Love you!" I yelled.

"Love you to!" He yelled back before he closed the door. Ashton walked over to the couch and saw Michael had fallen asleep and all he could do was smile.

He looked so peaceful. All Ashton could think about is kissing his delicate lips while running his fingers through his fluffy blonde hair and- what the fuck is he thinking.

Ashton carefully sat down on the couch, trying not to wake him.

"Ashton?" He asked. "Yes Michael?"

"Lay with me, yeah?" He asked, pulling on Ashton's hips.

"No I'm to fat!"

"Ashton let's face the facts, your not fat. Your muscular and sexy."

Ashton laid down and oddly fit perfectly in his arms, a blush covering his cheeks. "Goodnight ash." He whispered, pulling the shorter boys hair behind his ear. "Night Mikey."

I love mashton.