There's a Ghost ↝ Lashton

prologue

"All I need is for you to carry some boxes from my trunk to my flat on the sixth floor! It's not that hard." Ashton pleaded to Calum as he sat in the passenger's seat of his newly purchased used car. There were boxes upon boxes piled in the backseat from Ashton's parents house in Syndey. A twenty-three hour flight later he was back in London once again with his best friend. This time felt different though. Every time before Ashton was headed to uni, to dorm with Calum and get an education.

This time, it felt more permanent. To say Ashton's parents were shocked when he said he was moving to London would be an understatement, but to him, it just made sense. There were more opportunities for work for him, the atmosphere in general was just better, and he had Calum if he ever felt alone.

"Ash, I don't want to. I could throw out my back, or faint, or I don't know..." Calum tried hard to think of a good excuse not to help his best mate move into his new flat, but he wasn't good under pressure, which amused Ashton, but was also frustrating since it wasn't like he was asking Calum for a kidney or something.

"I'll give you anything you want!" he pleaded, making the boy beside him let out a lazy laugh.

"I don't want anything from you." Calum shook his head while trying to hide the smile on his face as he looked out the window at his surroundings, he was so glad to be back in London. It was weird to still be in uni without Ashton. They've been together in school since day one when they were kids, and just because Calum had an existential crisis and changed his major from music to computer programming, they couldn't finish at the same time. It wasn't Ashton's fault for graduating, nor was it Calum's for realizing he wanted a more steady career - he was never one to live life on the edge - it was just unfortunate.

"What about the comic book of your choice? or a video game?" Ashton was trying to apeal to Calum's favorite things. He was kind of a nerd, so Ashton thought he would get excited about little things like this.

"Nope."

"...money?"

"No, sir."

"I'll give you a blow job!"

"Ashton! What the hell?" Calum gasped, and Ashton loved how his face started to turn red from the blush that started. It was hilarious how Calum was always uncomfortable with anything remotely sexual, and Ashton loved to shove it in his face.

"What? I know you haven't gotten any actionfrom something other than your own hand in, what, two years?" I laughed as he punched my arm.

"Well, sorry I don't hook up with strangers and can't seem to get a date for the life of me!" Calum's sarcasm made him sound offended, but both boys knew they were just joking around. Although, they were always there to support each other, so if Calum wanted Ashton suck him off, he would probably do it just to make his friend happy.

Ashton never understood why Calum didn't date people often. Sure he was shy, but he was also sweet, funny, and very good looking. With his dark hair, and muscular build, and the way his eyes squinted and dimples formed whenever he smiled. He would even admit to having a crush on the guy back in middle school, but definitely not anymore. They were so close as friends to even think of each other in a romantic or sexual way.

"Yeah, so you must really be desperate for someone to touch you..." Ashton lowered his voice as he stopped at a red light. He took the opportunity to gently place his hand on Calum's sweatpants covered thigh, briefly smirking over at him before looking back to the road, driving when the light turned green. He continued to run his hand along Calum's leg. "See? You're already tensing up. I could do so many things, Calum. I could have you shaking and begging for more as I bring you closer and closer to the edge. You'd be whimpering... Mmh, and moaning... You'd get all sweaty and hot, and then you'd reach your point and-"