misery business :: cth

twenty,,

"have you told luke you liked him at all?"

"no," ashton shouts through the phone line. "why not? have you seen the way that boy looks at you? he looks at you with so much adoration. it's the cutest thing ever."

"he does?" ashton question. "yes! can you guys at least hang out" i plead. "i he doesn't like me i'm rubbing it in your fa- it's luke! he texted me holy crap! he asked if we could talk!" he panicked. "what the fuck does he mean by talk? ashely what the fuck does he mean but talk?" he shouts. "well talking means a conversation between two or more people so..." i say sarcastically. "shut up ashely,"

"i mean you're the one who asked so!" i laughed. "go away you and calum's daddy sarcastic selves belong together,"

unknown number: when are you coming home.

ashely 😏: i am home already

unknown number: but not back with me in chicago so this is not your home

unknown number: your home is in chicago don't forget that

but he's wrong i am home with people who care about me, people who understand me and love me for who i am. so yeah... i'm definitely home.

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i walked back from the coffee shop with a box of my favorite donuts, two carmel frappe and a raspberry iced tea. i figured i'd get something for ashton after he had his "talk" with luke and for my mom when she comes home from work. i walk past calum's house only to find a brown curly haired boy sitting on my front porch. "ashton?"

"ashely!" he squeaked his face red as a tomato. i quickly unlock the door. "ashton, come in."

"how long were you out here," i questioned. "meh a little while." he shrugged. "what happened with luke and your talk with him? are you okay?" and with those few words his eyes lit up like fireworks and a smile that could light up a room. "ashely he told me he likes me and i kissed him" he squealed like a little school girl. "i told you so," i laughed. "i went over and he was so nervous and dorky and asked if i could stay and watch a movie and of course i'm like' hell yeah'... well mentally i was. so we sat there watching mean girls because it's an amazing movie or like you would say a bomb ass movie and he paused the movie" he stopped for a breath. honestly i was wondering when this boy was going to breathe. "he looked at me and he said it. he asked me on a date tomorrow to dinner and he said it's because he's liked me for a while and he didn't know how to tell me... then i kind of went for it and kissed him. his lips were so... amazing they tasted like green apple chapstick." he ranted on. "ashton say it" i mock. "say what?"

"ashely was right and is the best person i know in the entire world." i smirked folding my arms. "do i hav-"

"yes!" he lets out a sigh. "fine... ashely was right and... is the best person i know in the entire world"

"true shit it's not like you didn't know that already," i laughed.