Ashton's POV
After school, I went to Calum's house and asked if we could hang out. He said yes, so I walked up his driveway and into his house. I sat beside him on his bed, taking out my pencil and notebook.
"What's your biggest fear?" I asked nonchalantly.
"Why?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Just asking."
"The dark, I guess," he shrugged, and I scribbled that down in my notebook.
"What are you writing?" he asked.
"Homework."
Calum tried to glance at it, but I covered it playfully. He pouted. I laughed and he laughed too. He fixed his hair, using his fingers to brush it in the right direction. I tried not to look like I was checking him out. I quickly leaned in and tried to kiss him.
But he put his hands on my shoulder and pushed me away. He stood.
"Ashton! What the fuck!"
I shoved my notebook in my backpack. I stood up after him.
"Calum, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking."
"You never do, you slut! Never kiss me, okay? I don't like you like that and I'm sorry, but I never will!"
I felt warm tears stinging my eyes and I tried to pull myself together. I didn't want to cry anymore.
"I'm straight," he said firmly.
I ran out of the house as fast as I could and went the one place I knew I could talk to someone.
Luke's house.
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Chasing Ashton
Fanfictionbut baby running after you is like chasing the clouds... Ashton likes Calum, but Luke likes Ashton. What will happen among the four boys when the love triangle causes tension between them?
