Behind Closed Doors // Lashton

Chapter Eighteen

Chapter Eighteen

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LUKE POV

**10am, May 15th**

"Why are you poking me?" Ashton asks me from on the bed next to me.

"Because I'm bored and awake and want to make out with your face." I say.

"Well I'm tired and going back to sleep." He says. I push the blankets away and straddle his hips. I push his shirt up and pull it off of him. He is so warm. I lay down on top of him and wrap my arms around him. He grabs the blankets and pulls them over us.

"You are so warm." I say to him. His skin is so soft. I push myself up his body a bit, and prop myself up above his face. His eyes are half open and his mouth is curved into a small smile.

"What?" He asks me lazily.

"Your eyes are so pretty." I say to him.

"You've got eyeliner smudged around your eyes, you look like a raccoon." He says to me. I roll off of him and groan. Now he moves onto me and props himself up above me.

"But your eyes are still really pretty." He says to me. I roll my eyes. He lets himself down on top of me gently, and nudges his head into the crook of my neck. He is so freaking adorable. I bring a hand up to his hair and thread my fingers into his hair. So adorable.

**12pm**

Really loud rustling sounds wake me up. I'm also slightly being crushed by Ashton. I gently push him off of me onto the bed, and he grunts a little.

"Did you forget to wash the eyeliner off too?" Calum's voice rings in my ears as I sit up.

"Psh, no. Ok, maybe." I yawn. Ashton reaches over and pulls me back down to cuddle.

"Yeah, you look like a raccoon." Calum says.

"Why are you in here?" I ask. Ashton buries his head in my shoulder.

"Michael sent me to see if you two were alive." Calum says, sitting criss cross on the end of our bed.

"I'm surprised he didn't come bug us himself." I yawn again.

"He's also mad at me." Calum says. This causes Ashton to sit up and flip around to look at Calum.

"Michael's mad at you?" Ash asks, rubbing his eyes.

"Yup, he told me to "get the fuck out of his sight" if I remember correctly." Calum says.

"What? Why? He has to have a reason." I say. This time I cuddle up to Ash, my head on his shoulder and a hand on his chest.

"Whatever his reason he didn't tell me. I came to bug you two since I can't go into my bus." Cal says. He then decides to lay on top of both of us.

"Ya know, you also look like a raccoon." I say to Cal.

"That's not because I rubbed my eyes this morning." He mumbles.

"Luke, why don't you go talk to Michael?" Ashton asks me.

"Oh yeah, send the person he hated for years." I say, pushing myself up.

"Well you didn't say no." Ashton says, rolling on top of Calum and hugging him.

I change into some fresh clothes and then go wash the makeup off my face. I fix my hair and make it look pretty damn good. Totally didn't steal eyeliner and mascara from the hair person last night. I carefully put on the eyeliner as I was shown yesterday, and then apply a couple coats of mascara. It doesn't look completely terrible so I keep it on. I finally leave my bus and head over to theirs.