Punks Meet Flower Crowns >> Lashton AU ✔️

66. ~ Entertain

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All bands that will be mentioned in this story (5sos, All Time Low, One Direction) are separate entities from the actual characters. Meaning, they exist in this world but they're composed of different members. So, Louis, Luke, Alex, etc. are absolutely not related to their original bands. If said bands are mentioned or appear, obviously they are composed of different members/characters.

Just thought I'd mention this so that there's no confusion in upcoming chapters.

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Time: 7:49 am. Weekend.
Setting: Luke's Room. Room 353.

Ashton: (singing loudly) "Oh! Wake me up, saying nothing's enough! I'm dying to live! Something's gotta give!"

Luke: (grunts from the bed, covers his face with his hand) Ugh. It is too fucking early for this shit.

Alex: (runs into the room, air guitaring) "Pull me out of this sinking town! I'm dying to live! Something's gotta give!"

Ashton: (grins, throws an arm around Alex, pretends to hold up microphone) "Maybe I'm a fucking waste. Filling up the empty space. I've been here away too long. Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah." (harmonizing with Alex) "I'm feeling like a nervous wreck, living on my last paycheck. I'm a cliche in a song and everybody's singing along."

Luke: (groans as Ashton and Alex continue to sing, glances at clock) It's seven in the fucking morning.

Jack: (runs into the room, carrying a giant ladle that he uses as a microphone, joins in) "Someone please come pull me out from the shadow of my doubt! Wake me up, I'm falling."

Ashton: (laughs) C'mon, Lukey! (pulls blankets off of Luke) Please!

Luke: (huffs, gets up, jumping on the bed and sings along) "I'm sinking, you're waiting! I'm thinking, something's gotta give!"

Alex: Whoo! You go, Aussie!

Luke: (loudly, passionate) "Pull me out of this sinking town! I'm dying to live! Something's gotta give!" (holds last note perfectly, drops to the bed) Now, let me sleep. (covers face with blankets)

Ashton: (awed) What the fuck was that?

Luke: (confused, buried under the blankets, muffled) What was what?

Alex: Dude, you never told us you can sing like that.

Jack: (nodding in agreement) I only met you yesterday but I had no idea you had a pair of lungs on you, like that.

Luke: (blushes, not facing them) I haven't done much singing since Australia.

Ashton: (thoughtful) You were in a band.

Luke: (tired, scoffs) Yeah, yeah. Now, let me sleep.

Alex: (smacks Jack on the arm) You're cooking breakfast! Thanks, Jack! (runs out of the room, Jack grumbling behind him)

Luke: (notices it's quiet, looks up at Ashton who's rubbing his eyes) Come to bed, koala. (opens arms) Rest for a little bit.

Ashton: (stares at him, lightly blushes but nods, gets into bed and buries his face in Luke's chest) You're a great singer, Luke. (thoughtful) Have...have you ever thought of becoming a musician? Like a proper one?

Luke: (eyes closed, grinning) Then I'd have to leave you here to go on tour and stuff. (grips him tighter) And I rather enjoy waking up to you on the weekends.

Ashton: (heavily blushing now, buries face further in Luke's chest to hide it) Oh.

Note: Lashton fluff and double update cuz I feel like we all need it, right now.