Ghost of You ♡ LRH

17 - Moral of the Story

Some mistakes get made

That's alright, that's okay

You can think that you're in love

When you're really just in pain

Moral of the Story – Ashe ft Niall Horan

♡

Aria

I knew that I was awake but it felt like it was still a dream. Waking up in Luke's arms was heavenly. After dreaming about this for years, having it be a reality was shocking. He looked younger while he slept. Gently I glided my fingers across his face, tracing his jaw and lips before making my way to his hair. I brushed away some hair that had fallen across his forehead.

The gentle smile I had grew wide when his baby blues fluttered open. My heart fluttered when he returned my smile and pulled me impossibly closer to him. I bit back a giggle when he snugged his head against my chest, mumbling something I couldn't hear.

My fingers continued to run through his hair, his humming let me know he was enjoying it. This would be one of the few moments we would have alone today so I was relishing every second of this. "I don't wanna leave this bed," the groggy boy said against my chest. Again, he squeezed me closer to him as if I would fade away at any second. "Do I have to be a rock star today?"

His whining reminded me of when we were kids. "That is your job dear," I whispered, hoping not to break the peace we had created. In an instant, Luke shot up slightly hovering over me with the widest smile on his face. "What?"

"You called me dear." My cheeks heated up at this. I didn't even realize I had done that, let alone that he would react like this. "Call me that more often, I like it." His joy was contagious, a smile of my own taking root on my face. Luke has just started to lean in when a loud pounding sounded on my door. "Why does everyone have to interrupt me when I want to kiss you?" He whined before rolling off to the side.

With a laugh, I pushed myself out of bed but not before giving him a peck. I had to slip out of his grip when he tried to pull me back. As much as I wanted to fall back in bed with him, the pounding on my door wasn't stopping. I was assuming it was one of the boys seeing as that is the only person who would be doing this. Luke and I decided to keep our relationship out of the public for a while but if the boys found out it wasn't a big deal. According to him, they have been pestering him about asking me out for quite a while.

I flinched back slightly when a fist almost swung into my face. Standing on the other side of the door was a distraught Ashton. His eyes were red and tears stained his face. Instantly, I pulled him into a hug slowly guiding him back into my room. When the door was closed he finally broke down. It was a bit of a struggle to hold up his body weight as he collapsed on me. Slowly I was able to guide him over to the bed where he fully collapsed on me.

I whispered soothing words to him as he sobbed against my chest. Luke shot me a concerned look as he looked at his best friend collapsed against him. I wonder how many times Ashton was in my position as Luke broke down before. "Aria?" he finally whispered against my stomach.

"Ash," I kept my voice low. He finally raised his head to look at me again and it just broke my heart. I have never seen this smiley boy look so utterly heartbroken before. I started to run my hands through his hair like I did with Luke earlier hoping that would bring him comfort. "What's going on?" I asked even though I wasn't entirely sure he would answer.