Michael's pov
As we travelled back to the cabin I locked the door "it looks like we are going to have to stay like this all night..but hey! we got coffee" "mhm.." was all this reply. I took a sip of coffee and mentally groaned "don't be mad at me, I've done no wrong" "I'm not mad at you Michael." "mhm, yeah sure" I muttered and took another sip, he gave no reply but sat on his bed, looking rather glum. I should confront him but my mixed emotions got the better of me "DON'T FUCKING IGNORE ME" I shouted and sat down myself "SHGSUSFDG" jumbled words came out my mouth, probably still high from the fumes "calm down! bloody hell Michael." "CALM DOWN?! we are living in a freak show!" "shouting isn't helping anything!" I shuffled in my seat which resulted in my coffee spilling "shit.."
"STOP SHOUTING OR I WILL KILL YOU BOTH" the Indian man said who had appeared from no where "sorry!" "mhm or I'll kill you like I did with the gay people hahaha" he said and left, leaving Ashton and I with feared emotions "they DIED?! holy..f..uck..I'm sorry Ashton..I guess I just exploded" I spoke up "it's fine" he muttered and sat on the bed. I Could tell it wasn't really, I was way out of line.
I walked over and sat beside him "I don't even know anymore.." I shyly admitted, referring to everything "just get some rest" I let out a sigh, the way he was being, he's annoyed, I hurt him once again, "Michael please..you need rest" he continued and unexpectedly took my hand into this. My heart knew this was right but my mind was somewhere else right now "I need to shower, I'm sweating like Niagara falls" though I regretted saying that straight away, seeing how hurt he was in his face and took his hand away "knock yourself out" he mumbled once again. Emotions overtook my brain and I found myself filled with anger, no idea why. Ashton didn't do anything wrong "FUCK, FUCK I HATE THIS" I shouted "Michael calm down" "I FUCKING CAN'T that could happen to us! and we'd probably end up fucking dead!!" "can you be any louder??" "fuck off! I'm not in the mood." "fine..fine I'll fuck off." he said with a hurt yet bitter tone and began to walk out, shit no. I quickly went over and held onto his waist "I didn't mean that" "well you clearly said it." "it was an expression you absolute dickhead! grow up!" "and now you are being a dick again.." he said and took my hands off his waist "fuck..I'm sorry..I keep flipping out. I don't know what's happening to me" he gave no reply, just awkwardly looked down "I'm driving you mad aren't I? round the potty" "I don't know." he answered bluntly "just tell me." "I said I don't fucking know."
Anger overtook my body and I took my shirt off, ripping it with my bear hands, Ashton staring in shock, I starting kicking the bed before he spoke up "stop it you bellend! you little sheep shagger" I was going to reply but I fell down to the floor and my leg having a spaz attack like earlier "Ashton..I think I'm still high??" "that would explain a fucking lot, asshole" before I knew it I started walking on my hands "holy fuck!" "stop being a ballcocker" "no!" Ashton came over to me and slapped my cheek forcefully "snap out of it!!" "oH..thank you" I said as reality hit back into me "this place is crazy" "very." "I don't know what to do here! I feel so alone" an offended look reached his face "what am I? a stick?" "sometimes you can be as weak as one" I confessed. He stared at me blankly "wow thanks." I gave out a sigh "you know what I mean Ashton, I'm sick of feeling like this. I want everything to go back to normal before this happened" "before all this? before whatever the hell is going on between us? want it to go to normal..then fine see if I give a fuck" no surprise, he took it the wrong way, " "stop it, just stop it. You know that is not what I meant, I mean the whole zombie bullshit. You always try to find a fault in me don't you?" "if I knew what you meant I wouldn't have said that! I don't try and find a fault in you but when you don't speak clearly can you blame me? you're the one that never shuts up about zombies and how great they are and how much you like killing them so honestly I wouldn't think that you wouldn't want this to happen, if you would it would be for your family and nothing more. You'd be fine, you'd fuck me off and leave me! enjoying your zombie ass hunting life!" Ashton vented, getting just as angry as I am and started to walk away. I roughly grabbed his arm. This is not over.
"Let me tell you something Ashton fucking Irwin. You know fuck all about me, stop pretending that you do. The only thing that you do know is that I have feelings for you okay? I even told you, I'm fucking falling for you!! of course I need you in my life." "stop bullshitting Michael. Just listen to yourself" "you think I'm lying?! if I didn't have feelings for you do you think I would have fucked you last night?! did that even mean anything to you Ashton?!" I shouted, each word getting louder and louder "I'm on about you saying I know fuck all about you! fucking listen!" Ashton replied just as loud "I did listen! and you told me to make clear yet you didn't. You're a little hypocrite!" I yelled and banged on the wall a couple of times before facing back to Ashton.
But from the brief moment I had turned away, his eyes had changed. Don't get me wrong, he still looked insanely mad but lust was now mixed in there too. We didn't say or do anything for a few seconds until I felt Ashton roughly press his lips up against mine, I kissed him back and pushed him to the wall while we angrily made out, while doing so I started to fumble with Ashton's belt buckle. Just before I could get down on my knees, someone knocked on the door. The atmosphere changed and we took slight distance away from each other, trying to look as natural as possible. hoping they didn't hear anything.
When the door quickly opened we didn't expect to see...
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Zombie Apocalypse/Mashton
FanfictionZombie apocalypse and being in love is really not a good combination. //Based on an ongoing mashton rp//