The Prince (Lashton au)

Ashton

Luke left. He left me. I asked to much. nobody has sex when they are this young. He didn't even explain why he left. He said it was a "good thing". Was this supposed to be a hit it and quit it kind of thing? If so that would have been nice to know before I let him rip me apart. Literally I can't walk anymore because of him. Not to mention my ankle. Could this day get any worse?

I let out a loud groan as I bang my head against the wooden floor.

I close my eyes trying to think of something to occupy my brain.

I should meet up with Stella. She'd told me about her second job when I stayed with her. She works at a cheap club not far from here.

Perfect. Talking to Stella would be wonderful. She wouldn't make me go through this alone. She'd understand.

I stand and pull on my shoes, wincing when I pull one on over my ankle. I slowly climb down the ladder and start run-limp-waddling towards the club.

**

"Stella!" I call scanning the room for her.

"Ashton!" she shouts gleefully from the counter.

"How've you been? I haven't seen you for a couple days." she says.

"I've been alright." I reply walking towards her.

She looks me over with a look of confusion on her face.

"Waddle much?" She asks.

I blush a little and reply,"My thighs rub together."

She takes that into consideration. But it doesn't work. A cheesy grin makes it's way along her face.

"You fucked somebody didn't you?"

I don't reply.

"Wait no! You wouldn't be waddling if you fucked someone."

The water is clearing up for her.

"Someone fucked you!" She shouts excitedly as if she found the cure for cancer.

"Shhh." I quiet her as people begin to stare.

Good thing they won't remember by tomorrow considering they're all drunk.

"So fuckboy! Who did it?" She asks.

"Well one, I'm not a fuckboy, and two none of you're business." I reply.

"Tell that to your probably bleeding ass." She answers back.

My face begins to get hot and my stomach is tied in knots.

"You win." I surrender.

"I know." she says skipping somewhere behind the counter.

She comes back minutes later with two cups of clear liquid.

"What's that?" I ask.

"Vodka." she replies.

"What's that?" I ask again.

"Something that gets you drunk." she answers.

"Umm. Yeah I don't want that." I whisper.

"Yes you do." she says pushing the cup into my hand.

I take it and bring it to my nose, sniffing it. I make an uninterested face sip.

"Just drunk it you fuckboy." She annoyingly says.

The taste is terrible. The smell is strong. It's the exact opposite of something you would want to drink.

Stella smiles.

"It tastes bad but trust me, you're going to be tripping in a couple minutes." And with that she walks off to serve another customer.

I sit on the bar stool and my head begins to spin.

Is this what happens when you're tripping? Am I tripping yet? Is this supposed to feel good?

Stella walks back to me.

"You feeling good yet?" She asks me.

And in a split second I swear I forgot about Luke, my burning hole, or which way the earth was turning. I look at Stella and she seems much brighter. Like someone took a package of neon colors and replaced her skin with them.

"You're definitely tripping." she laughs and hands me another cup.

She cranks up the music and people begin piling into the club. I make my way to the middle of the club and start dancing to the music.

A girl stands next to me and we dance. Her back against my chest. Her hands in my hair. And it feels great.

People get in on the action and before I know it strobe lights are flickering and music is blaring.

I get so caught up in the music that I climb onto a table and start dancing.

"Strip for us you slut." someone yells.

And that's all it takes for me to do it. I start with a tease and slowly lift my shirt off. A girl climbs onto the table and gets on her knees slowly popping the buttons of my jeans and pulling them down.

I smile at her and she flashes a pair of beautiful white teeth. She throws my jeans to the floor and pulls me into a kiss.

The kiss is quick and sloppy. I can taste the vodka in her mouth. We break apart and she steps off of the table. Another girl steps onto the table and pulls off my boxers. My member springs loose and everyone begins cheering. I jump off of the table and run out of the club butt naked.

Who knew tripping could be so great?

So yeah this is the update sorry it took so long. I've been grounded. Actually I'm still grounded so yeah. Sorry it sucks I know. Next one will be better. Ily all.