Somewhere in Neverland (Lashton)

Ch. 4: A Place to Rest My Head

"Well, all I need

Is the air I breathe

And a place to rest my head"

- the fray

Calum and Luke sat on the floor of Luke's living room playing FIFA. Calum cursed loudly as he once again lost to Luke.

"Damnit! Are you cheating? I think you're cheating!" Luke just chuckled at his friend as Calum threw his remote controler across the floor. He then turned to face Luke.

"So, how have you been? Since the breakup with Michelle, y'know," he questioned him.

"Fine," Luke said with the shrug of his shoulders.

"You never did tell me why you two broke up." Luke avoided the boy's gaze knowing he wouldn't be able to lie to his face.

"So why did you two break up?" Luke still didn't speak.

"Did you just realize you didn't have feelings for her?" Still silence.

"Did you two get into a fight?" Nothing.

"Did she find someone else?" He still refused to answer.

"Or did you find someone else?" Luke bit his lip trying not to give himself away.

"You found someone else, didn't you?" Luke did everything in his power not to look at his friend.

"You fancy someone else, don't you?" Calum smirked at him but Luke did not return it.

"Who do you fancy?" He kept on being persistent and Luke had had enough.

"Just drop it!" Luke yelled at him.

"Fine, I will."

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Ashton snuck up behind Luke. It was in the morning before school and everyone was running around the hallways. Ashton grabbed his hand and pulled him into the boy's bathroom. Luke let out a squeal at first, not noticing it was Ashton. The bathroom was completely empty. Luke calmed down once he realized it was just Ashton. The bathroom door had been closed behind them and locked. Ashton pushed Luke up against one of the bathroom stalls and connected their lips. The kiss was rough and passionate and full of lust and need. Luke's hands went to Ashton's hair as Ashton's ran up his shirt. Soon the kiss became heated with tongues fighting for dominance and hard-ons becoming present. Luke flipped them around so that Ashton had his back pressed against the stall and began sucking on his neck as Ashton moaned out his name. Once Luke had left a mark on the boy's skin, he picked him up, letting him wrap his legs around his waist and carried him over to the sink where he sat him down. Their tongues were devouring each other while their hands were everywhere. Ashton ground his hips against Luke's making the boy a moaning mess.

A noise interrupted them, the annoying noise that told everyone class would start in two minutes. The boys looked at each other knowing they had to get to class but at the same time they both had hard-ons.

"We have to do this quick," Ashton told the boy as he flipped Luke around so his back was facing him. Luke nodded his head, needing the boy too much to speak. Next thing they knew, both of their jeans and boxers were on the floor and Ashton was thrusting into Luke. Luke just closed his eyes and focused on the sound of Ashton's breath. He felt so alive in that moment that he came into the boy that he was beginning to love hands. The late bell went off as the two just stood there, slowing down their breathing. Ashton hopped off the counter and pulled his boxers along with his jeans up. Luke did the same.

"Guess we should get to class," Luke said as he looked at the clock behind them, it was ten minutes since school started.

"Yeah." Luke have him a quick kiss on the lips, this one wasn't heated but full of emotion, it summed up everything he could never say to the boy.

"Are you guys going to homecoming?" Michael asked as he sat down on Luke's couch. All the boys were over at his place eating snacks and playing video games.

"Of course, it's our senior year," Calum said. "Oh, Luke is it okay if I ask Michelle to homecoming?"

"Yeah, that's fine." Ashton took a seat next to Luke, siting maybe a little too close to him. A bowl of chips sat on Luke's lap and both went to grab them at the same time, ending with their hands touching. And even that small touch sent shivers up Luke's spine. He smiled at the boy because he knew it was all he could do. Calum lost another game of FIFA and gave up, handing his controler over to Ashton. He sat beside the boy noticing how close Luke and Ashton were. He didn't make a comment about it, they had always been really close little did he know just how close they really were.

"Who are you going to ask to homecoming, Luke?" Calum asked him as he grabbed some chips.

"I don't know." His eyes met Ashton's and the way they looked at each other was incapable of comprehension, how their eyes literally melted into each other, how they looked at each other like the other was oxygen and they would die without it, how their eyes seem to become brighter when they met each others, how they looked at each other like they needed to, like they would die if they didn't look at each other. And Calum noticed, Michael too but neither of them mentioned it.

"You're going to take Katie to homecoming, right Ash?" Michael asked the boy. Luke cringed at the thought. He didn't like this burning feeling in his chest. Ashton looked to the floor, knowing he didn't really have a choice.

"Of course," he said in a quiet unsure voice. He sent a look to Luke that pleaded forgiveness.

"How long have you two been dating now? Hasn't it been two years?" Calum asked. Ashton looked to the floor. He had been with Katie since sophomore year, he had always thought he would end up marrying her. But the way it felt when he kissed her didn't compare to what he felt to when he kissed Luke. He felt something when Katie and him kissed, but when he kissed Luke, he felt invincible, he felt like all time stopped when they were together, he felt amazing and young and happy, he felt like he could spend an eternity in Luke's arms, like he wouldn't mind dying in the boy's arms.

"Have you two said the L word to each other yet?" Michael asked bring him back to reality. Of course they'd told each other that they loved each other every single time they were together but now that he was thinking about it, maybe he never actually meant it. Maybe he didn't love her because if he could describe how he feels with Luke it would be love but he could never say thats what he felt with her.

"Y-yeah." His voice sounded quiet and distant and meaningless. Luke stood up from his spot, walking out of the room.

"I'm gonna go to the bathroom," he said quietly. Ashton didn't wait long to follow the boy. He followed him to the kitchen.

"Don't follow me," Luke muttered as he kept walked, stepping out into the backyard.

"Luke, stop. Just turn around and look at me." His voice was soft and inviting.

He turned around but didn't look him in the eye.

"Do you love her?" he asked, his voice hoarse.

"I thought I did, but Luke, when I'm with you this feeling just comes over me that's impossible to explain because no words are good enough to describe it. So, to answer your question, no I don't love her." Luke was surprised by his words, he looked at him in amazement. The feeling he felt in his stomach was indescribable. There were no words to sum up how amazing Luke felt about his best friend in that moment, so instead he kissed him on the lips. Saying all he couldn't say with the kiss. It was different from their previous kisses, it wasn't rushed nor heated but simple and sweet and Luke felt like he could kiss Ashton's lips for the rest of his life.