ashton: so
luke: yup
ashton: ok
luke: yuppers
ashton: this is a great convo
luke: mhm
ashton: wE HAVE TO TALK ABOUT IT OK
luke: no
ashton: you're being a coward
luke: how so
ashton: you don't even wanna talk about it
luke: about what?
ashton: the thing that happened
luke: i don't recall
ashton: GOD I HATE YOU
luke: im serious
ashton: you really don't know do you?
luke: call me
ashton: um why
luke: just call me
my phone starts to ring, i take a breath, nervous as to what's about to come, but i pick up my phone thats on the bed in front of me and slide the green circle to the right, answering the phone.
it's silent, so i say hello.
"hi, ashton."
"woah, did you, like, go through puberty twice? your voice is so deep."
as much as i want to stay serious, i can't help but let a laugh slip through, "no, loser."
"did you-" he sighs,"luke, i really don't believe you would do what michael and calum say you did, but what else can i believe?"
"what did they say i did?" i ask, curious to what we're even talking about.
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error → final book in the 'texting' series
Fanfic"and it's at this exact moment, that i am, finally, genuinely happy."
