we were born sick. || lashton ✓

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ashton.
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"I'm so sorry Jenny! We lost track of time! We'll catch the next train to the park." Luke says urgently and I can see the tears welling in his eyes.
"What's going on?" I ask as Luke puts his phone in his pocket.

"We missed the train!" He shouts, cowering into my chest. I sigh and hold him tightly, knowing this could spark even more rumours about us.

"Come on, baby. We have to get on the train. The longer we stay gone the more people are going to talk."

"We have to go back to the hotel. Jenny said that since we can't seem to follow the rules and time limits then we won't be allowed to take part in the rest of the activities today." Luke sniffles, wiping his nose with the back of his hand. It breaks my heart to even see Luke looking sad, so I pull him into the alleyway and push him against the wall. I attach my lips to his in a loving kiss as my hands make their way to his hips to hold him against the wall. When I pull away Luke looks at me with wide eyes.

"W- what was that for?" He mumbles out.

"I can't stand to see you cry so I tried to kiss the pain away." I mumble against his lips. He smiles and pulls me back in for another kiss. Absent-mindedly I grind my hips into Luke's, causing him to groan into my mouth mid-kiss.

"C- can we go back to the room?" Luke mumbles. I nod and grab his hand before walking back to the subway. We sprint down the stairs just quick enough to catch the train back to where we got on this morning. Luke and I sit beside each other in a lustful silence for about fifteen minutes before we get off and walk back to the hotel.

As we walk into the lobby, I nod to the receptionist who smiles as Luke and I board the elevator. When the doors to the elevator close, Luke has me pushed against the wall and our lips are glued together in a heated kiss.

"I'm going to top this time..." Luke mumbles before walking off the elevator. I stand there stunned for a moment before running down the hall after him.

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"Fuck." I say, trying to catch my breath. Luke chuckles and plops onto the bed beside me before cuddling into my side. Even after all of that dominance, he still turns into my little baby.

We lay in the bed for a while, cuddled against each other just listening to the slowing beats of our hearts. I'm about to get up from the bed when I hear a snore fall from Luke's lips. I look down to him and smile at his sleeping face. I decide to stay in bed so I reach over and turn the light off before grabbing the remote to watch tv.

While I was looking forward to going out on another date with Luke tonight, laying in bed with him is just as nice. It's the small things like this that we don't get to have at home. Our dates are always the same. Sleepovers consist of separate beds. Now that we're away from home we're able to actually be together, and that's all that truly matters to me.

"Ashton. Ashton! Ashton!" Luke screams beside me suddenly. I shake him gently, hoping no one will hear him. In the light of the tv, I see Luke's eyes snap open. Instantly, he sits up and hugs me tightly.

"What's wrong?" I whisper, kissing Luke's forehead.

"You were dead. They killed you. You were dead." Luke sobs into my neck.

"I'm right here baby. No one is going to hurt me, or you."

"Promise?" Luke says, looking at me now with his teary eyes.

"I promise baby. Now go back to sleep. You need rest." Luke nods before kissing me softly and turning back over in the bed. I run my hand over his back slowly in attempt to comfort him back to sleep. As I do, I think about what he said. Someone killed me. It was just a dream, but how realistic was it?

I shake off the feeling as I turn off the tv and cuddle against Luke. I don't need those thoughts in my head. I need to focus on Luke and our future together.