Chapter Four, Black Eyes And Smooth Lips
(Luke's POV)
Dread. That's all I felt. Complete and utter dread. And all I heard was taunting, taunting until I was at my last thread. I held the red rubber ball in my hand, spinning it around with my left, holding it in my right as it turned at a speed that made a rubbing noise. I held it up to my ear, aiming it, and firing. Harry got hit with it from the back of the head. Looked like my aim was all too good.
"FUCK!" Harry yelled as the ball fell from his curly brown hair and rolled off his back and onto the floor. The teacher, Mr. Dottic, blew the whistle loud as ever.
"Harry, you're out! And watch your mouth!" he called out as Harry picked up the red rubber ball I had thrown at him, he growled and tossed it in the air, kicking it with all his might as it came back down. Soaring through the air it came flying at me, I put my hands out, covering my face with my arms. That ball was going to hurt when it came back and hit me. Just like karma.
"No!" Ashton yelled and dived in front of me, taking the rough hit of the dodge ball. Ashton fell to the ground, the hit was hard. It had made a slapping noise when it his Ashton's face. I ran over to him.
"ASH? ASH!?" I yelled, he didn't answer me. Just let out a groan of pain. Ashton was laying on the floor holding his face in his hands. I swore he was crying.
"I'm fine" Ashton said, but when anyone said they were fine it was almost always a lie.
"Ashton, seriously, are you ok?" I asked, and suddenly another ball hit me in the face. I fell backwards, hearing a very familiar laugh. It was coming from Zayn. I looked up at him, holding my eye in my hand. It was watering but I wasn't crying, I would never cry and let Zayn know he had done me harm.
"Luke, Ashton. You're both out!" Mr. Dottic called from the bleachers where he had parked his ass this whole gym period, barking orders at all of us guys. Me and Ashton walked over - or should I say stumbled over - to the bleachers, excepting that we were out and being grateful that we could now tend to our eyes. Calum was still playing, and Calum would be the last one standing because he was that good at this game.
"Bring the pain Calum! Teach 'em a lesson!" I yelled to try and encourage Calum. Although I couldn't continue cheering for him because Ashton started to groan and grunt again.
"Ashton let me see your face please" I asked, Ashton shook his head, but I insisted, gently shoving his hands away from his face. He had been crying, and he had a black eye. I wrapped my arms around him hugging him. I had always hugged him, but what he didn't know was that I had always loved how perfectly our bodies fit together.
"Luke, don't-"
"It's ok Ashton, I got you" I said, and then blushed hard because I said it. After I was done hugging Ashton, I asked Mr. Dottic if we could go get some ice, he nodded and excused me and Ashton from the gym class. We both left leaving Calum and Michael to play dodge ball against the other team, consisting of Niall, Louis, Zayn and Liam. They would no doubtingly do fine. As me and Ashton walked down the hallway towards the cafeteria where there would probably be ice, I felt a hand on my shoulder.
"Wait a minute Luke," Ashton said while still holding my shoulder under his grip.
"Do you think I'm weak?" Ashton asked me, I looked at him in confusion and shook my head.
"No, no Ashton I don't think your weak. Not at all." I said, holding his arm as he continued to hold my shoulder. Then we stared into each others eyes for a moment. It was quick, but beautiful. It was amazing. We stopped staring at each other because I started to blush hard, really hard. Me and Ashton were really close friends, and I loved him, but... I think he just wants to be my friend and nothing more. I surely wasn't going to be the one saying the first I love you to him, no, I wasn't even going to be the first one saying I like like you to him.
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