teenage dream - lashton

Chapter 7

 

since this chapter is really short and boring I might update again later or something :) btw thanks for 1k reads ily ! :)

 

 

 

*Ashton's POV*

The next morning when I wake up, I'm a little nervous. Luke isn't in bed and I don't see the paper where I had laid it. What if he read it? I'm starting to regret the desicion a little because this could ruin everything for me. He could think I'm a disgusting pig for being gay. That's what my dad thought.

　

　

When I was about 15, I discovered I liked boys, and at the time it scared me. I grew up being told that a boy liking a boy is wrong. My mum always told me I should find a nice girl when I'm older, but everytime I tried to be with a girl it didn't make me happy, and then I found my first boyfriend. It was a secret for a while until I fianlly mustered up enough courage to tell my parents. My mother was completely okay with it, she was happy for me, and my father... well, he hit me, told me I was a disgusting piece of shit. My mum left him, but his words are still stuck in my head.

　

　

What if Luke thinks the same thing? He's bisexual, I know that, but at least he likes girls. I need to know if read the letter or not. I need to know what he's thinking if he did. But I'm actually terrified to confront him.

　

　

When I go to the cafeteria for breakfast, I sit in an empty table that's far away from where Luke is sitting today. But I stare at him, admiring his beautiful features. Gosh, he's gorgeous. I notice him looking around, and I can't help but wonder if he's looking around for me. When I catch him looking at me, I blush. I notice he mouths, 'what are you doing?' but I look away and ignore him. Why's he care? Maybe he wants to talk about the letter. I shake my head. I don't need this.

　

　

- - - -

　

　

The whole rest of the day was filled with avoiding Luke. I chose a different partner for the activities, to which Luke gave me a questioning look. I sat alone at lunch, at dinner. But now we had to go back to our cabin's for a half an hour, they had a 'suprise' for us.

　

　

There's an awkward silence; Luke's sitting there, just staring at the ceiling and I'm playing on my phone, that suprisingly hasn't gotten taken away yet. When I feel him staring at me, I shift, but pretend like I don't notice it. But I know he knows I know that I feel it, and I want to say something but I'm kind of scared.

　

　

The next half an hour is basically just Luke staring at me and me pretending as if I didn't notice, but then Joey finally opens the door. "Hey guys, me, you, and another cabin of kids are having our first campfire. Follow me if you will."

　

　

I get up and stretch, hiding my phone in my pillowcase before walking over to Joey. We wait for Luke, but when I feel a hand land on my lower back, I flinch and turn around to see Luke smiling at me. I give him a weird look before following Joey out to the center of the camp. I sit in a chair, and pray that Luke won't sit next to me, but he does anyways.

　

　

I sit there with my mouth shut. The thing I hate about campfires is that you feel them on your face. If you're too close, your face starts to get hot and eventually you start to sweat. And having them in the summer makes it worse.

　

　

"Hey Ashton, I need to talk to you." I hear Luke say. My eyes get wide and my heart starts to beat rapidly. He's going to bring up the letter, I know he is. Slowly, I turn to look at Luke.

　

　

"Yeah, what is it Luke?" I ask, voice shaky, and I'm sure my voice cracked at the end. I swallow thickly, scared of what he could possibly bring up.

　

　

"Why have you been avoiding me all day? I thought you liked being partners with me and sitting with me and shit." Luke says, and I let out a breath I didn't know I was holding.

　

　

"I don't know... you told me you didn't like me so I figured I should give you your space. I'm not that annoying, why would I continue to follow you around if you don't like me?" I ask, being sure not to be too loud so I don't disturb people around us.

　

　

"I just wanted to know. It's kind of weird not having you follow me around all day, you know? I think you're the only one that actually likes me here, I feel like I might annoy everybody."

　

　

"Don't think that. But you are pretty full of yourself... but I'm not going to keep following you around if you don't like it, it's just rude of me, right?"

　

　

"But I want you to. I mean, I don't like you but I think I want you to follow me around. Makes me feel cool." he says, and I roll my eyes.

　

　

"Don't count on it Luke." I say before turning back to the fire. But he really should count on it, because I will start following him around again eventually.

　

　

But I'm confused. Did he read my letter or not? If he did, why isn't he bringing it up, if he didn't, what did he do with it? It's starting to get on my nerves, but I decide to shake it off and try to have a good night instead of stressing over this.

　

　

"So everybody knows people sing around the campfire. Who here likes to sing?" I hear Joey ask. I've sang a couple of times, but I don't really think I'm that good, so I keep quiet and look around. I see Luke has his hand raised.

　

　

"Great, why don't you sing us a song then, Mister Hemmings?" Joey suggested. I really want to hear Luke's voice now.

　

　

"Sure." Luke says. It looks like he's thinking of a song, but then he finally starts to sing Teenage Dream by Katy Perry. He has one of the most beautiful voices I've ever heard. The faces he made when he sings are just adorable.

　

　

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream

　

　

I hum along to the song quietly, glad that nobody can hear me. Drumming is my specialty, really. Then I start thinking about Luke and the way he makes me feel. He makes me feel amazing, the thought of him makes my stomach fill with butterflies, and I've never felt this way before.

　

　

Maybe he's my teenage dream.