Luke's POV
I sucked in a breath as I saw Ashton wearing a beanie.
It's alright, it's not like I need to breathe anyway.
"I'm gonna take so many pictures on this camp!" Michael exclaimed happily, showing off his new camera.
Calum scoffed. "Yeah, right. You said that last year and the only pictures you took were of a guy barfing after he went on the flying fox and a runover squirrel."
"Hey, Marty is my friend!" Michael defended.
"The guy's name is Marty? I thought it was Brandon or something." I said.
"I was talking about the squirrel."
Of course he was. He's Michael.
I watched as Ashton lay his head on the window, not saying a word.
"Hey." I nudged his arm and he looked up. "You wanna listen?" I asked him, holding up an earphone.
"Okay." He replied softly and I internally sighed at how angelic his voice is.
I really just wanted to be closer to Ash.
I put on some music and Ashton smiled, making me beam because his smile is just so beautiful.
"What are you smiling at?" Michael asked suspicously from the seat in front.
Calum looked at us and then he whispered something in Mikey's ear.
A look of realization flashed on the other boys face.
He looked at me, a smirk forming on his face.
"I know why! It's because Ashton's sitting next to you and he's your b-" I pushed Michael before he could continue saying anything else.
He fell down on the ground because he wasn't wearing a seatbelt since he said that he was 'too cool for that'.
I saw Mrs Hood smirking at me from the rearview mirror and I blushed furiously, avoiding her eye contact.
"Man, Luke! That hurt." Michael whined as he got up off the floor and back onto his seat.
"Serves you right!" I muttered.
"What? I was just gonna tell the truth." Michael shrugged and Calum laughed at my red face.
"Just shut up guys."
I looked over at Ashton and saw that he was falling asleep, his head was leaning uncomfortably on the window.
"Ash?" I whispered quietly. He looked up at me with tired eyes.
"You can um, sleep on my lap. If you want to, I mean." I added hesitantly, biting my lip.
He nodded and I smiled placing the pillow on my lap.
Ashton lay his head down and got comfortable. In a few minutes, he was fast asleep.
I looked down at the adorable boy sleeping on my lap.
I sighed.
I just wished he was mine.
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Imperfect *Lashton*
FanfictionAshton felt worthless. He felt fat. He felt as though he got in everyone's way. He felt like he needed to starve himself. He felt like he would never feel loved. He felt like he was a waste of space. He felt so imperfect. He felt as though he didn'...