04. watch over

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-luke-

it seemed like the suburb where i lived had become a ghost town. the houses looked like they're empty. there weren't a lot of people. there were still a few who were wandering around but none of their faces were familiar. sometimes, i wondered if i was still living in the exact same place. the longer i stayed in here, the more i felt how i slowly turned into a ghost, too. ever since ashton was gone, i felt dead inside.

i sat on the bed, watching the sun set from my- our bedroom window as the skies turned from orange to a shade of purple. stars began to appear as the night slowly fell. i wondered if which one of those stars was ashton's. i made myself believe he had one. it was my only hope that ashton was still there for me, watching over me.

i opened the window and slowly sat on the brink of it. no, i wasn't going to commit suicide. ashton would be mad if i did it and he won't forgive me for that. i just simply sat there so i can see more of the sky which was slightly turning dark blue. i looked up again, seeing a star that stood out from all the rest. i smiled at it, assuming it was ashton's star. i closed my eyes as i asked for a sign of him again.

"ashton, if you're here, please let me know." i whispered in the air with a hope in my heart that he will make me feel his presence again.

the atmosphere was calm and alright. the breeze was cool but it wasn't too windy outside yet i felt a swift of wind brushing my hair and the top of my head. it was a different kind of chill. i smiled, knowing ashton was there with me once again.


-ashton-

i remembered when i used to do stargazing with luke at the top of our house's roof. we used to do that when the weather's calm. it stung into my heart that i can't do it with him any longer.

i looked down at him as i watched his face, his beautiful face. i will watch over him for as long as i can. i will always be there for him and i am never going to leave.

i reached out to touch his face, caressing his cheeks with my hands. i ran my fingers through his blonde hair as i kissed the top of his head. i saw him smile and that made me shed a tear, a happy tear.


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a/n: writing this simply makes me sad ok i hate myself 







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