Suicide House // Lashton [COMPLETED]

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Slowly, I made my way back to the house contemplating what to say.

Oh hey Casper let's be happy and ride away on llamas into the sunset! I think not.

This guy wants me out of his house. I saw him. His stitched face. Black, empty eyes. I didn't have time to see his body, it was just his face.

I was faced with the grey door. I took a deep breath and opened the door.

"Um, Luke?" I shouted through the house. All I heard was crying. It was coming from upstairs. The room.

I walked up to the White door and tried to put my house key in the lock. I twisted it and nothing happened. Car keys? Fuck it. I put my car key in the door and wriggled it around.

Click.

Dafuq? Are you serious? Did that really just open?

It swung open and I felt the need to smile before I saw what was in the room.

A rope, hung from the ceiling. Knives scattered on the floor. Blood on the floor and wall. A stool pushed to the side. But what scares me most: The curled up body in the corner of the room.

I started to walk over to him but I pricked my foot on a needle. A needle and tread.

"Ow." I whispered. I continued walking before I stopped infront of the body.

"Uh, Luke?" His head shot my way, for a moment his eyes where a stunning blue before they turned black.

"Ashton Irwin." His voice was angry and sounded much like a demon.

He stood up. Jeez he's tall. He looked down on me. His body was scattered with scars, burns and flesh coloured slashes.

"Welcome to the suicide house, Ashton Irwin. Enjoy your stay...it won't last." And with that he walked out the door. I ran after him, unsure why and what I would say but when I looked, he was gone.

Holy fucking shit.

Okay so maybe there are some up sides to living with a ghost? Who am I kidding, of course there isn't anything good, I live with a dead kid.

I walked up to my room and sat on my bed, searching for images of Luke Hemmings.

The pictures that came up where of a boy, with beautiful baby blue eyes and a beautiful smile. His lip ring complemented his face and he had defined jaw lines. Over all he's a fucking beauty.

There where some pictures of fat old men who shared the same name but mostly Luke and some with his family.

And I heard it again, the crying. Damn he cries a lot.

"Luke?" I called through the house. "Are you okay? Well of course he's not fucking okay Ashton, you dumbass he's crying." I made a derp face and he stopped, he stopped crying.

I smiled and called through the house again "you're very pretty, Luke."

A little laugh echoed through the house, but not in a creepy way - a cute way.

I giggled back. Wow my giggle is weird as fuck. Shit, I should stop swearing. Fuck! (A/N srsly Ash, don't ducking swear.)

"Well, I'm gonna pop out for a bit...please don't cry?" I called as I walked downstairs. There wasn't a reply, so I just shut the door and left.

I'm a banana
I'm a banana
I'm a banana
Look at me move
Yeah, yeah
Banana power
Banana power-

I answered my phone.

"Hey Calum."

"Hash!"

"What?" I laughed down the phone.

"It's Hi mixed with Ash!"

"Your really that lazy?"

"Yeah...anyway, do you wanna meet up? I'm bored as and my uncle isn't helping." he chuckled.

"Sure, Starbucks in 10. M'kay?"

"Hell yeah! See you soon."

"Bye!"

"Later Smash."

"Wha-"

Beep beep beep

Well then. I walked to Starbucks and ordered myself a cinnamon swirl, smiling when the taste filled my mouth.

"You enjoying that?"

I turned around and saw Calum. Slightly choking on my drink I nodded and laughed.

"It's so good." I smiled. He nodded and I sat down while he ordered. He soon came back with a caramel frappé.

"So, how's your life been?" I asked, trying to make some convocation.

"Eh good, just been hanging around with Mikey and stuff, you?"

"I met this guy called Luk-Lukemision...in my imagination?" I stumbled, remembering he knew luke.

"Well...kinda weird but okay." he laughed.

"You should meet Mikey one day, and maybe my girlfriend." he smirked.

"Oh yeah, what's her name?"

"Lucy Kyla Griffiths."

"I'd love to meet her." I smiled.

"I'll just say...she can be a bitch sometimes...." he mumbled.

"Okay..."

His phone went off with a beep.

"Sorry bro, Lucy wants to "watch Netflix"..." his phone went off again. "Oh look Mikey wants to hang out, see you later Smash!"

"Bye Cal-Pal!"

He shook his head as he walked out of the door.

I stood up and threw my empty cup in the bin. Looks like Calum likes Michael more than his girlfriend. I laughed slightly and walked out.

I pulled out my phone and played some music. The first song that came on was
Jesus Of Suburbia. I smiled and hummed to it.

I walked past the park and decided to stay there a little bit. I sat on one of the benches opposite the pond and watched. There was a little nest on top of the water with 4 little ducklings perched on it.

A larger duckling swam around the nest, pushing it more towards the shore.

A man was on a paddle boat with his two sons, who he let carelessly steer. The two boys started going towards the small nest of ducks.

They ran straight over the nest, the larger duck making an annoying quack sound. I gasped slightly, having a soft spot for cute baby animals.

The baby ducks all sank in the water. The mother duck fished in the water surfacing two ducks, who swam.

I noticed the two ducks being pushed towards the shallow end of the pond thingy.

I reached over the water and lifted the ducklings in my hands. I smiled and took them over to the small docks, before placing them back in the water where their mother waited.

I smiled again and tucked my hands into my pockets before walking away.

After walking for a little amount of time, I got home. I opened the door and saw the inside of my house.

It shocked me so much, that my eyes rolled back and my vision faded. 

A/N this book isn't really that scary...sorry but I try 😁. Also the Duck thing happened to me, my sister and my dad and I thought it made Ashton look cute :D