chapter fifty three

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FYI guys, when Luke's at school he wears jeans and changes in to girlier things at home

Luke's prom dress bc anyone in this dress would look gorgeous

Luke's prom dress bc anyone in this dress would look gorgeous

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Ashton didn't seem like he wanted to go to prom and honestly I didn't care as long as he had a good night. For all I cared, we could get drunk at his house and have slow lazy couch sex.

I had gone out and tried on multiple dresses, and finally settled on a flowing dress covered in white and baby pink petals, I'd matched it with some white flat shoes, and I was in love with how I looked.

"Babe!" I heard Ashton yell from outside the bathroom door.

I was doing my make up now and I was trying to hide the hickeys on my neck. Fucking Ashton and his stupid damn mouth.

"What?" I huffed. "I'm trying to hide love bites, help me." I unlocked the door and it opened to see Ashton in only his jeans. "You're not even changed yet."

"Because I can't so ties, and my shirts dirty. I have to stop at my mums to get a shirt." Ashton said, coming closer to me. "You look so beautiful by the way, I love the dress." He cooed, kissing my temple.

"Thank you, now take this and put it on my neck." I handed him my concealer and then Ashton was dabbing it on my neck and then rubbing it in with his finger.

"I personally think they look great on you--you should let everyone see them." Ashton kissed my cheek cheekily and smiled, going back to his work.

"That's not going to happen, ever." I said sternly, "Especially if we're stopping at your home on the way."

"Well I'm making more when we come home."

Home. Ashton's house sure did feel like home, and so did he. Because home is wear the heart is, and my heart is with Ashton.

"I'd like to call this home." I mumbled, "It'd be nice living with you."

"One day, beautiful. After college maybe." Ashton shrugged. "I think I got it all." He said standing up straight and handing me the concealer again. "Your make up looks nice."

"Thanks." I put away my make up in to the bag I had and then turned to Ashton and leaned up to kiss his lips quickly. "Put on a shirt and grab your tie, we should leave, it's almost seven."

Ashton huffed, "Can't we stay home and fuck instead?"

"As much as I'd like that, no, Harry's leaving tomorrow after graduation and we have to make this the best night of his life. Then you need to let him and Louis have their moment." I told Ashton, my hands resting on his collar bones and smiling sweetly. "You'll be on your best behaviour okay?"

"Yes dad." Ashton rolled his eyes at me.

"Shouldn't I be saying that to you, Daddy?" I teased.

"It's like you want me to bend you over the sink and fuck you." Ashton sighed, taking my hand and pulling me out of the bathroom. I was dragged in to the bedroom and Ashton grabbed the car keys, "Go sit in the car princess."

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