Never Be |Lashton fanfiction|

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♡♡that house is Liz's house.♡♡

"Wake up wake up!"

My eyes fly open to the sound of my alarm. It just so happens to be Wake Up by Suicide Silence. "What the hell, Luke?!" I look to side to see my father staring at me.Oops. "Sorry dad... I forgot to turn off my alarm.. We were leaving and I didn't have time." The road caught my eye as I saw we were drifting to the shoulder. "Eyes on the road!" My father quickly swerved back on the road before an accident occurred, luckily.

"So... Where are we going, exactly?" My mind went to last night and I sighed deeply, hearing silence. I'm quiet curious as to where we're going, cause, yanno, I don't want to live on the streets. I can't believe Jessica broke up with me! She didn't have to be so rude about it... What the hell did I do to her? "To Liz's.." My father finally answered after a very long pause. "What are we doing going over there?!" Memories flooded my mind of my mother. Alcoholic druggie who gave zero fucks about me. "Who else do we have, Luke?! I can't make a goddamn fortune off of the road!" I rolled my eyes. "Like she is going to make anything any better." I sneered under my breath. "Oh look, a hitchhiker! Would you like to join them?" I shut up after that because my father doesn't play around.

"Look, sometimes you have to make things work, Luke. I don't always agree with you, but I make it work, right?" I nodded my head, not really caring what he said. I just don't wanna be here. "OK. Well now you know that we have to get along in order for this car trip to work." A look of ignorance crossed his face, so I rolled my eyes and blasted my music.

I started to think about life; thinking about how things get worse before they get better. Thinking about how I honestly never really needed Jessica to make me "happy". She was a bitch. But what about Calum? What will I do without him? He is my best mate and we do everything together. I don't even know how far Liz lives, but I know she was staying at a hotel if my father and her were having an affair. Liz doesn't live in the same part of Australia as we do.

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I guess I fell asleep because when I opened my eyes my dad was yelling at me, "Get up, boy! We're here." My heart skips two beats as I see Liz peek from her window blinds. I rush out of the car and start collecting my bags, but the door to my real mother's house opened and she ran out, hugging my father. My eyebrows quirk into a confused expression as I awkwardly wait to be told where to place my belongings. Liz parted from my father and led me to a room. It was very small and I was not used to it. Maybe this is what it's like to be normal and not have more money than needed. I've always been rich, but I'm not a stuck up, snobby, stereotypical boy. I'm caring.

There was a lone twin sized bed laying in the corner, only enough room for one person. There was a tiny closet in the other corner and a huge mirror on the bed side of the room. No cable, though. At least I have music. The walls were black and dark green, making me cringe because I hate green.

"Thanks." I placed my bags on the floor and basically shoved Liz out of my room and closed my door. I slid down the door and sat there, expressionless. "Luke...? Um.. I just hope you're not too mad at me... Are you OK?" I rolled my eyes and laughed bitterly, "I'm fanfuckingtastic, Liz. If you'll excuse me, I'm busy unpacking." I stomped my feet on the wooden floor to make it seem as if I were walking around. I heard a slight sniff and tiny feet walk away from my room. Opening my door, I peeked out to make sure she left. When I decided I didn't really care, I shut the door and blasted All Time Low to unpack to.

All I want to do is go back to normal. I miss Calum already. Sighing, I decide to unpack my journal, looking through a few . As I flipped through on of the sketchbooks, I stopped on a very interesting page. "When did I make this?" I mumbled quietly to myself.

It was a drawing of two boys kissing. Surely I didn't make this... I'm straight. But I kinda think this is hot. Like, they were full on making out. I slammed the notebook close when I heard my father stampede into my room like a rhino.

"Apologize to Liz, right now!" He barked at me. I just rolled my eyes and got up, "Whatever," I made my way down the hall and to Liz's room. I peeked through the the crack in the door before slightly opening it further to mumble "Sorry." and leaving.

As I turned around, I bumped right into my father. Death glares were sent as I slide past him and into my room, where I stared at the drawing that wasn't mine. I bet calum drew it. He's good at drawing, anyway. When I looked at my lap, I realized that I was hardening in my manhood.

Well.

I just sat there and stared at it for a minute. "What should I do?" I said aloud to no one in general. I pushed everything off of the top of my bed, hopping under the covers I laid out. Yes, I know I just started unpacking but I'm willing to sleep off my wood.

What if I'm.... Gay? I shook my head, "Nope, nope, nopedy nope, nope." I spoke vigorously. I can't be, I just had a girlfriend. Shrugging those thoughts from my mind, I fell asleep.

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