Imperfect *Lashton*

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Ashton's POV

"Ashton, honey, come down for breakfast!" Calum's mum called from downstairs.

"Coming!" I replied. I slipped the dark blue sweater over my head and slung my bag over my shoulder, making my way downstairs.

I didn't wanna look in the mirror. I was too afraid of what I might see.

"Here you go, hun." Mrs Hood passed me a bowl of cereal and I thanked her.

I wasn't going to eat it but Calum and Mrs Hood were still here and I didn't wanna seem suspicious. I ate a spoonful and felt my stomach churn.

I had to release it at school.

Mrs Hood kissed us both on the cheek and left to work.

"I'm gonna go and get my bag." Calum said and went upstairs.

I took this time to throw away my cereal in the outdoor bin.

I placed the now empty bowl in the sink and waited in the car for Calum.

I had most classes with Luke today. I was always looking forward to those classes.

To be honest, if Luke was my teacher for all my subjects, my learning would be 500% better.

I bit my lip and blushed.

I was always paranoid and thought that some people could read minds.

"Let's go." Calum said, sitting in the driver's seat.

When we arrived at school, Calum ran off saying that he had to talk to someone really quickly and I walked to my locker.

I took out the books that I needed for the day and put them in my bag.

"Hey, Ash."

I jumped and held a hand to my chest.

"You scared me." I breathed out after calming down.

"I'm sorry." Luke pouted and I licked my lips unconciously.

"We have math, right?" I asked him even though I already knew. I knew Luke's timetable off by heart.

"Right." Luke slung an arm around my shoulders and I bit my lip to stop the blush. It didn't work.

"Off to class now!" He declared in a posh accident, making me giggle.

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I tried to focus on my work. I really did.

But I couldn't focus when Luke was in the seat next to me, toying with his lip ring.

I glanced up at him again, drowning out the teacher's words. Luke looked up.

Shoot.

He caught me staring.

He grinned widely at me and I looked down at my paper, blushing furiously.

What has he done to me?