Luke's POV
The rest of lunch was like Hell. Everyone kept hitting me and throwing things at me and calling me names and said I was faking everything just to get attention.
Why me?
Why do I have to have abusive parents?
Why do I have to be gay?
Why do I have to be bullied?
Why do I have to be poor?
Why can't I have nice parents who care about me?
Why can't I be fed?
Why can't I be rich?
Why do I have to have a crush on the curly haired rich boy who doesn't even know my name?
What did I ever do to deserve this?
And why does Ashton Irwin think that I'm faking everything just like everyone else?
(A/n Short but important)
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Dollhouse//Lashton
FanfictionAshton's a snobby rich kid. Luke's a poor kid with a messed up family. What happens when they meet? Trigger Warnings: Abuse
