Chapter 8

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~Ashton's POV~

I was laying on my bad doing nothing. I guess it's a lazy Saturday. I was listening to music and I was looking at the ceiling. Suddenly, my phone vibrated and I unlocked it. I smiled as Luke texted me.

Lukey: Hi, Ash
To Lukey: Hey, Lukey
Lukey: What are you doing?
To Lukey: Nothing. Why?
Lukey: Just asking... I'm bored af and I don't know what to do.
To Lukey: Same. God bless the music, it's the only thing that makes me feel better.
Lukey: I've got an idea.
To Lukey: What?
Lukey: Can we meet? Just asking...
To Lukey: Sure!

I jumped off the bed and started laughing. I got dressed with my ripped skinny jeans and a black flannel and I wore a black bandana. "Where are you going, honey?" My mom asked and I smiled. "Luke?" She asked again and I nodded. She hugged me and kissed my cheek. "Have fun!"

We met in the park in front of the school. He hugged me tightly and I blushed, even though I'm used to his hugs. "Let's go home." He whispered in my ear and that feeling gave me goosebumps. "Home?" I asked. "Yeah, home. My parents want to meet you." He said and a blush coated his cheeks. "Aw, don't blush Lukey." I said giggling. "Says the tomato face" he answered rubbing his finger on my cheek. I grabbed his hand interwining our fingers. It was quite cold outside, so he put my hand in his pocket, making it warm.

We arrived at his home. We are at the front door. "Ready?" Luke asked and I nodded smiling. We walked in the house and his mother greeted us. "Hi, boys!" "H-hello!" I said shyly. (A/N: Liz does not approve, Ash.) I blushed hard when I realized I stuttered. "Oh, don't be shy!" She said, patting my shoulder. I smiled and looked at Luke. "I'm Liz." She added. "I'm Ashton, nice to meet you la-" "Liz. Just call me Liz." His mother said cutting me off. "Nice to meet you, um... Liz." I said smiling. We all three giggled and I flinched when Luke took my hand in his. Luke looked at Liz and she nodded, then Luke dragged me upstairs. I was excited as hell and I felt my heart stop when he said we arrived in front of his room. What the heck is wrong with me?

His room was full with posters and there were some guitars in the corner. "Come on!" He said giggling and pulled me on the bed. I fell on my stomach and started laughing when he tickled my back. "L-Luke, stop!" I said rolling on the bed as he tickled me everywhere. (A/N: Not in that place, silly readers.) He was standing over me, now tickling my neck and my collarbone. Suddenly, he stopped and just looked in my eyes. My face was red and I was out of breath.

~Luke's POV~

He looked so innocent... His lips were separated as he breathed on his mouth. The blush coating his cheeks was making him even cuter. I bit my lower lip and leaned to peck his cheek. Then I whispered in his ear "Shall I?" He giggled and nodded. He bit his lip and then I pressed my lips against his. It was a soft, sweet kiss. I ran my had under him, tugging his flannel. We broke the kiss and smiled, but then Ashton sat and pulled me in an another one. This one was more lasted much longer. I laid my head on the pillows, not breaking the kiss and Ashton was on top of me. He ran a hand through my hair and I let out a soft moan. I ran a hand under his flannel, making circles on the hot skin on his back. He broke the kiss letting out a moan. He blushed and covered his mouth. "What?" I asked. "I didn't know I was able to make these sounds." Ash replied, looking down, feeling his embarassment. I lifted his chin up to look at me. I pecked his lips and then cleared my throat. "Um, I had the same reaction when I moaned for the first time." I said and he giggled. "But you said you weren't in any relationship before." "Um, no, I wasn't... um.. you know, when you're forever alone and you play in singleplayer..." I said and he gasped. "I-I understand now." He said giggling harder. I love his dimples so much. He jumped off of me and laid next to me, cuddling into my side. He put his left hand on my chest, patting it. "N-no, not the nipple." I whispered, more like a moan, when he touched it accidentally. "Sorry."

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