liar liar ➳ lashton

six

NOTE: I changed Ashton's wish from ten days to only one day. This movie is based off the movie liar liar and before yesterday, I've never even seen the movie, but that was the only change I made. Okay, continue on.

Luke's POV

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Everything seems different. I'm not sure why since nothing around me has changed but something isn't the same. I ignore the feeling since it must be nothing, but there's a feeling in my gut urging me to do something about it. But what am I supposed to do?

Continuing with my morning trying to act like nothing's wrong, I exit my home somewhat nervous. I still can't put a finger on what's bugging me. It's when I'm halfway to school, crossing a street when a car speeds from around the corner going way over the speed limit. There's a stop sign but it seems like they don't care about that. When they notice that I'm in their way, they start honking to get me to move.

"C'mon kid, move faster, why don't ya?!" The man in the driver's seat shouts.

"Stop breaking the law, asshole!" I yell in response as I slowly walk away.

Once I'm out of his way, he continues to drive ridiculously fast. I huff in annoyance but continue walking to school.

Upon arriving, my girlfriend greets me with a kiss but I make no movement to respond.

"Hey, are you okay?" She asks, worried.

I'm about to say that I'm perfectly fine and not to bother me about it again but it seems like my mouth has a mind of it's own.

"No I'm not. I almost got ran over by some idiot who can't drive the speed limit and all I want to do is get to my first class so I can stare at Ashton. Uh- I mean..." I say but regret it all once I hear myself speak.

"My baby! I'm glad you're not hurt." She gawks. Apparently she didn't hear the last part I said so I let out a sigh of relief.

"Look, I have to go." I state, beginning to walk away.

"I love you." She says, kissing my cheek.

"Wish I could say the same!" I shout, running to my first class.

I hear her scoff and that's when I knew I screwed up. I always respond with 'I love you too' so why is today any different? I sound like a complete jerk.

As I enter my first class, I realize that I'm the only one in there. Usually, I run late but today I'm early. I find my seat in the back and sit down, looking around. I fiddle with the fringe from the hole in my skinny jeans as I hear people enter.

The bell rings and the majority of the class is here so I glance to the other side of the room to see Ashton unpacking his notebook. He really is beautiful.

What am I thinking? He's not beautiful.

Who am I kidding, of course he is. He's gorgeous.

I'm confused on why the same thought keeps popping up in my head. I need to get him off my mind before I do something stupid.

"Mr. Hemmings, would you like to answer the question I just asked." The teacher questioned, causing everyone to stare at me.

"Not really." I reply.

"And why not?"

"Because I have no clue what you just said." I answered honestly. This is crazy, never in a million years would I have said that.

"That's what I thought." He scoffs.

And for some reason, that comment stuck in my mind. I want to pay attention, anything to keep me from thinking back to him, but for some reason, it's difficult to get him off my mind. After continuously battling my thoughts, I finally start to understand what the teacher is saying. All through class though, I glance where Ashton is seated and luckily he never notices, at least I think.

The second bell rings, signifying that class is over. The teacher dismisses us and I begin to pack my belongings. The guy next to me, for some odd reason decides to ask for fashion advice.

"Hey, I'm meeting up with this girl next period and seeing as how you have good style, I thought you could tell me if I look okay." He explains, biting his lip in anticipation.

On any other day I would have told him that he looks good enough to get a girl but something inside of me didn't like that answer. It wasn't the truth.

"Look dude, your hair looks like Justin Timberlake from the 2000's and all that Nike stuff you have going on, it isn't working. We get that you shop at Nike, doesn't mean every article of clothing you own with the logo on should go together. Oh, and that shark tooth necklace isn't working for you either." I jeer, earning a huff from him as he rushes away.

Once I finished putting everything away, I walk out of my homeroom and see Ashton outside. He's talking to Michael and Calum about who knows what but all I can tell, is that he's having a good time. They're good friends and I'm glad they make Ashton happy.

Ashton spots me as I walk away.

"Hey." He says, directing it to me.

I mentally debate if I should act like I didn't notice him or say something back, but it's too late since he already saw me watching him.

"Hi." I shortly respond, walking to my next class. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see him smile, and in a way, that made me feel happy even if it was just a small gesture.

It wasn't until lunch that we had another encounter with each other. Allison had found me and she still wasn't happy about this morning. She sauntered over to me and slapped me straight across the cheek, causing a big commotion that everyone had to stare at.

Ashton, being one of the many people that observed what happened, walked over to me.

"Hey, are you okay?"

This was the second time I was asked this today and the answer will remain the same.

"No."

"What happened with you and your girlfriend?"

I didn't want to blurt out what happened this morning but I had no option.

"She said I love you to me this morning and when I didn't say it back she got aggressive and slapped me. I mean, I had it coming but I didn't know that she took our relationship that seriously." I elucidate, running a hand through my disheveled hair annoyed.

"Oh... I don't know what to say. I didn't think we'd make it this far in a conversation, to be honest." Ashton remarked, astonished.

"Look, I gotta go but I'm sorry for everything. Bye!" I shouted, rubbing the nape of my neck.

Ashton stood there completely baffled. Never once had I willingly engaged in a conversation with him. This was new for the both of us. His head was tilted as he furrowed his eyebrows and kept his gaze locked on me as his eyes followed me throughout the hallway.

I wish things between us could go back to the way they were before because Ashton was and will always be my best friend but I've made things difficult for us. I don't show it, but I truly care for him whether it's mutual or not.

I just want Ashton to know that I never wanted our friendship to end up the way it did. It was all my fault and it sucks that I can't go back to change what happened between us.