Luke's pov (a week later)
Me and Ashton have been together for about a week now. The weird thing is that he never wants to hold hands. It's like he doesn't like to see the colors. Just then I saw Ashton walk up to me "hey babe"
"Hey what's up" I kiss his cheek
"There's a party tonight and Nialls wanna go?" He asked
" I'm not sure I'm not really a party person" I say looking down
"Aww come on it'll be fun I'll be right there"
"Okay" I finally give in
"Good see you at 6:30" then he walked away. Now what do I wear.
Michaels pov
My good friend Nialls throwing a party tonight and me being the punk rock man I am I'm going. I hope to see Mr noodle boy there. The only thing on my mind lately is that boy I don't even know his name.
Luke's pov
Just as I laid the black flower crown on my head the doorbell rang. "Coming" I yell as I run down the stairs. "Hey babe" Ashton says as I open the door "ready to go?" He questioned.
"Yea one sec" I replay as I slip one my black heels. "Okay ready" With that we're out the door if only I knew what this night had in store.
