Quiet But Fierce ||lashton|| boyxboy

Chapter 1

Ashton's POV**

I usually keep to myself and stay quiet. I don't really have any friends because who would want to be friends with a nerd and loser. Nobody. That's who. Well I have one friend which I never understood how and his name is Calum. He's the only person who doesn't treat me like I'm the scum under their shoes. He's really nice and very good looking but he's not really my type. Well to be honest I don't really have a type cause well I'm me and I doubt anyone would want this garbage. The only time people actually talk to me is to ask what the homework is or if they can copy it. In which I reply in a really sassy attitude saying no and how they shouldn't have been a slacker and actually do their homework. To be honest my tongue has actually gotten me in a lot of sticky situations that end up with me getting a few punches to the face and getting called a fag. I guess I deserve it because I don't know when to shut my big mouth. Which is why I keep to myself most of the time and spend my lunches in the library reading a book or something. Calum sometimes joins me and does his homework or complains to me how hot Michael Clifford is and how he will notice him and how much he wants to trace his tongue all over his tattoos in which I tell him to shut to hell up and say how tattoos are useless and permanent same goes for piercings and which he replies with how mush of a kill  joy I am.

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"...Like I'm telling you he's so fucking hot and like I wonder what it would feel like to kiss him with that lip piercing I actually-"

"Oh my fucking god will you shut up," I groaned, "Could you talk about something else besides how much you want to suck Michael's dick please?"

"Fine. What about his hot friend? Luke." he smirked

"What about him?" I huff. Where is he leading this to?

'"Well he's hot isn't he?" he pressed

"..I suppose... Where are you going with this?" I sigh rubbing my face in exasperation.

"Well you should talk to him?"

"What? Why would I talk to him?"

"Because he's right behind you." A new voice said making me squeal in surprise. And yes it was a manly squeal. Manly men squeal don't judge.

As I turned around slowly I was face to face with the one and only Luke Hemmings. The typical bad boy with the piercings and tattoos and horrible record. A lot of people are afraid of him but I never knew why. Maybe it's how intimidating he looks with the clothes he wears. He's practically wearing all black and I don't understand because I would have died from a heat stroke by now in this hot California weather.

"What do you want?" I asked raising an eyebrow, "Better yet why are you in the library of all places? You look lost." I questioned because hell I was actually curious. "If you want to ask to copy, the answer is no." I say flatly.

"Um wow nice to see you too." he says awkwardly, scratching the back of his neck. "Um.. actually I came here to.. uh.."

I raised an eyebrow, "Yes?"

"Will you go on a date with me?" he rushed out so fast that I think I miss heard him. Did he just ask me out on a date? What?

"Excuse me?"

"I said. Will you go on a date with me?" he said slower sighing.

"No."

"Okay great I'll- wait what? No?"

"You heard me. No. Now shoo. I'm getting to the good part in my book and Calum here needs to finish his homework." I say going back to my book trying to ignore his presence.

"Ok.. I'll be going now..."

I didn't reply so I think he got the message. I'm surprised he took that so well considering he never gets rejected. But I was never that easy to begin with.

After about five minutes of absolute silence between Calum and I, Calum finally spoke up, "Ok what the fuck just happened? Did you just reject him? And why so harshly? He looked like you threw him under a bus or something."

"I rejected him because I am not that easy and he probably wants to get in my pants and that's it. Besides, why would he be interested in me? Out of all the girls and boys at this school he asks me? There is no logic in that. I'm just a nerd with a big mouth and only one friend." I conclude not really wanting to talk about this anymore because it is irrelevant to me right now.

"You-" Calum began before he got cut off by the bell. Thank the Lord. Saved by the bell. Literally. I grabbed my things quickly and exited the library in a swift manner heading to my next class. Chemistry. Probably the only class that I understand and pick up quicker than my other classes making it my favorite class. Plus you get to blow up things.

Little did Ashton know, Luke heard that whole conversation in the library and also has Chemistry with him. Or that fact that the Luke Hemmings had a frown on his face as he stared at Ashton with a longing expression during Chemistry class (there was some chemistry involved. Pun intended lol!) and throughout the rest of the day.

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omg so hi. Um this is is my first Lashton story so like don't kill me and I hope you liked the first chapter?

picture of what Luke looks like in the story on top/side