Behind Closed Doors // Lashton

Chapter Fourteen

Chapter Fourteen

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LUKE POV

**12pm, May 13th**

I slowly wake up to a nice peaceful silence, which is very strange. I'm also alone, and I know Ashton was here all night. I could get up and look for Ash, or I could lay here and enjoy the quiet. I'm really liking the quiet. I pull the blankets up over my head, and get comfy. God, I wonder what time it is, it's gotta be late in the morning. I stay cocooned like this for a number of minutes, falling back to sleep with each one. Eventually I hear the bus door open and quietly close. Quiet footsteps enter the room, and I know Ash is back.

"Weirdo." He mumbles when I feel him look at me. He carefully lays down in bed, and pulls the blankets over his head too.

"You're a weirdo too." I say, scooting over and cuddling up to his side.

"Never said that was a bad thing." He says. He passes an arm over me, and rubs my arm. I let go of the arm I'm cuddling with one hand, and instead drape it over his stomach. He doesn't have a shirt on. I lift my head up a bit, and meet his eyes.

"Why are you shirtless?" I ask.

"Because it's hot in here so I took my shirt off." He lies. I just continue staring at him, waiting for a real answer. He just stares back, sticking to what he said.

"If you're trying to turn me on this early I swear to god." I say.

"It's past noon babe, not early." He says.

"Holy shit, really?" I ask.

"Mhm." He hums.

"You didn't deny trying to turn me on." I point out.

"That's because I don't lie." He grins.

"Well it isn't gonna work because I want to cuddle." I say.

"Please?" He asks, rubbing my arm some more.

"Nope." I say.

"Fine." He gives up. Oh fine, just one kiss for you. I push myself up off his chest, and hover above him.

"You get one kiss and that's it." I say.

"Ok." He grins. I lean down and connect our lips, but of course it turns into making out. Honestly, how could it not? He's shirtless for Christ sakes. I start feeling his chest and stomach, my fingers moving along with his muscles. He kisses my neck, and his hands find my ass.

"Mm, Ash, stop..." I moan.

"You don't want me to stop." He says, massaging my ass.

"I wanna cuddle." I say into his neck. He sighs into my neck, apparently conceding.

"You're lucky you're cute." He says to me, stroking my cheek.

"Mmm, I try." I say, rubbing my cheek against his hand. He moves his hands to my waist, and respectably rests them there.

"So, why are you in such a cuddly mood?" He asks me.

"'Cause I'm happy you let me sleep in and this is how I'm thanking you." I say.

"Baby you don't have to thank me." Ash says.

"Yes I do." I say.

"Ok baby." He shrugs.

"So whose idea was it to let me sleep in?" I ask.

"Mine, and it was quickly agreed upon." He grins at me.