Dollhouse//Lashton

1.1

Ashton's POV

"Luke... I am... so sorry." I slowly said looking down at him with tears starting to build up.

"It's fine Ash, you didn't know." Luke smiled at me, "But next time please just don't believe what your friends are telling you." 

"Luke... would you like to stay at my house....?" Ashton offered the barely conscious boy.

"Are you serious?"  Luke asked and his eyes widened.

"Of course. No offense but you need to take a shower." Ashton said looking over his pale skin seeing all the dried blood.

"Oh my god thank you so much!" Luke said hugging Ashton as tightly as he could.

He felt so bad that him and all of his friends assumed that he was faking being miserable just to get attention. 

He felt so bad for being so mean to him at his house. Not letting him touch anything and scolding him for his clothes and his things when it was probably the nicest thing he owned.

"Luke... do you have a phone?" He asked trying to see if he had something nice.

"Nope. Never used one in my life. I've seen people use them before though. I've never actually used any electronics before." He said looking down in shame.

"So... this is all you have?" Ashton asked gesturing to his room.

"Basically." Luke said quietly.

"How 'bout we go to my house?" Ashton asked quietly.

"Sounds wonderful."

This is all he had...

I'm going to give him a better life.

(A/n I know this was shitty. I'm sorry. But the next one will be better)