Steal Your Man » Lashton

Step 2 ; Part 2

-Ashton-

"You're dead, Irwin." I hear a voice say.

It's 6 a.m. and Luke was sleeping, so I decided what better to do than sneak out.

And I thought that Alycia was at her parent's.

I slowly turn around, facing the fuming girl.

"H-hi, Alycia." I stutter.

"I know what you've been doing. You think you can entice Luke? You think you can replace me?" She yells, pointing at me.

"There's a very big difference between us, Irwin. And you wanna know what it is? I'm a girl. Luke's attracted to girls, Ashton, and there's nothing you can do about it. You know how straight he is. You, are a boy. You are gay. You can't keep doing this. You know he likes me more, you know he wants me. You have a completely different body compared to me, and you wanna know which one he likes better? Mine! I come on top of all of this, so I suggest you leave and never see Luke again." Alycia spits.

"Calm down Alycia. I know he doesn't like me. I'll leave him alone." I frown, the harshness of the reality hitting me.

"Good. Now leave." She scowls, and I turn around, leaving the house and going back to my apartment.

michael: how did yesterday go?

ashton: please come over mike, i screwed up big time.

michael: on my way

I frown, crumbling to the floor.

Why was I so stupid as to believe that Luke would actually want to date me?

I feel tears starting to brim my eyes so I try to blink them away, but my attempt fails, and the tears stream down my face.

I hear a knock on my door, so I stand up, wiping the tears from my face.

"H-hi Mike." I mumble, opening the door.

"Ash? It's Luke." Luke laughs.

My head jerks up, seeing the boy who I spent last night with.

"Why are you crying Ash? What's wrong?" Luke asks, stepping inside my apartment and closing the door behind him.

"N-nothing." I stutter, looking at the floor.

Luke takes me by surprise, wrapping me in a hug.

"Michael told me something was wrong. Do you want to talk about it?" Luke says as I bury my head in his chest.

"Um." I whisper, trying to think of something to say.

Luke quirks an eyebrow, pulling me back a bit.

"Alycia is catching us. Like, having sex and stuff. She keeps harassing me about it and telling me that she's better than me and that you like her more than me and that I need to stay away from you." I blush, looking back down at the ground.

"She said those things?" Luke's face drops, his eyebrows scrunching up.

I nod, not wanting to say any more.

"I'm sorry Ashy." He whispers, pulling me in once again.

"So, who do you like better?" I ask, a bit curious.

"Ash... I need to figure out my feelings. I hope you understand." Luke frowns.

"But please, for now, just ignore Alycia, okay? I'm going to talk to her." He says, picking me up bridal style, shocking me, making me release a tiny gasp.

Luke laughs at the small sound, carrying me to my bedroom.

"Don't tell Alycia, but I definitely think you're cuter." Luke drops me on my bed, booping my nose lightly.