Maybe He Gives Me More

Abandonment

                     Harry's POV
      "You're pretty Harry, but not pretty enough to get by on just blowjobs anymore. I think you really need to start thinking about taking this a step further so business can flourish for you." Luke's voice sliced through the tension thick air.
     Ashton sat by his side and I knew something was different. The dynamic was changed.  He stared down at his lap and he was oddly close to Luke. "I thought Ashton did all the actual fucking?" I asked and I could feel my face turn to stone.
      Blowjobs had always been my thing. For two years my blows had been making Luke all the money a person could dream of, and Ashton's sex was the next best thing. We were a minefield of cash. Our bodies were the only asset we had to offer.
     Ashton's jaw clenched. Luke's hand reached over slowly, as if to be testing something, and set on Ashton's knee. "Due to  a personal inter-relationship involved within the business Ashton will no longer be proceeding with clients." There was nothing sinister in the way he spoke like usual, it felt foreign hearing it come out of his mouth. I didn't understand.
     "What do you mean?" I tried to study both of their faces but I couldn't conjure up anything. Ashton was made for this business. Since the day he was born he would always say. Nothing was making fucking sense.
     Ashton scooted closer on the ratty leather couch to Luke. He glanced up at me, and for the first time in years he seemed scared. "I fell in love, Harry. With Luke. And I know maybe it isn't conventional like I always used to talk about but it's real. And I can't continue the business and the relationship. So Luke's letting me off."
      I felt my cheeks get red. Was I supposed to be happy for him? My heart was pounding in my ears and for the first time since I knew Ashton I was angry at him. Nothing mattered. Just a week ago I was told I was stuck in this forever and Ashton gives Luke a good fuck and it's like the business never happened.
      "Letting you off?" I looked between Luke and Ashton and even Luke had a gentleness set into his face. The silence in the air stayed thick and unreadable. "You stupid fucking bitch." I spat.
     I stood up and walked over so I was face to face with Ashton. Noses touching. "You fall in love with some sick fuck and I have to take in your fucking dirty work? You're a fucking coward, Ashton Irwin. I put myself on the line for you. And now I have to give my body up because you have some feelings?" I saw my spit going onto Ashton's cheeks but I didn't care.
     Luke quickly pounced on top of me and took out the infamous gun. He straddled me against the shaggy carpet and put the barrel to my head. I looked up at him and couldn't find it in me to fight back anymore. Ashton was crying so much he was struggling to breathe and all the sudden I couldn't find a reason why Louis would want to waste time with me. My own best friend had abandoned me,so why shouldn't he?
      "Fucking shoot me." I snarled through closed teeth. Ashton was hitting Luke's back, begging him to stop. I didn't want him to. "Ashton, it's for the best." Luke reassured. He only cried harder, snot was running down his face and I reverted back to my usual tactic. Staying still.
      "Please,Luke. If you have any respect for me you'll let him go. It's my fault. It's all my fault." Luke's face softened at his new lover's self hatred. "Come back when you're ready to talk like a big boy." He took the gun off of the side of my head and took Ashton into one of his arms.
     I couldn't believe this. I had truly no one except Louis and I knew once I had to start actually fucking men it'd be over. I had no reason to live.