the little secret ,, muke + mashton

Chapter 29

Hiiiii so this is chapter 29 ! I really don't know how long this story will be, but it might have 20 or 30 more chapters, because this story is kind of moving very slowly right now.

~Julesy xx

[Ashton's P.O.V.]

I hear a 'click' and the door slowly opens, creaking, to reveal Michael, clucthing his wrist.

"Michael....." I whisper, stepping towards him, holding my arms out wide.

"Ash..." He croaks, closing the gap between us, snaking his tiny arms around my waist.

"It's okay.."

"It isn't though." He sobs, digging his nails into the fabrics of my shirt.

"Things will get better." I explain, resting my head on top of his.

Silence grows in the small room, the television the only sound in the whole apartment. I rub small circles on his back as tears fall onto my shirt.

"Why do you think he lied to us?" Michael suddenly asks, breaking the long silence.

"I'm sure that he didn't want to...." I reply, kissing his forehead.

"How do you know?" He questions, abruptly pulling away.

"Well, Michael, we've known Luke ever since high school!" I chuckled. Michael is being extremely difficult to talk to right now.

"Have we really?" Michael retorts, his expression changing from depressed to enraged.

"Yes, we really have. He's just a 17 year old boy who made a stupid mistake."

"Yeah, mistake." He growls, making air quotations.

"Look, Michael, he'll probably explain everything when he gets back." I droned, stepping closer to Michael.

"Yeah, when he gets back. Ashton, haven't you realised that he may never come back? That newspaper article is everywhere by now, he's not coming back! Hell, he'll probably quit this fucking band!" Michael yells, exiting the room.

"Michael!" I call, chasing after him. Godammit, why does Michael have to be so unreasonable? Luke will never quit the band, even if some dumb article is on every social media site to ever exist. He's just..... too happy! go lucky, if that's how you want to put it. I've never seem him get bummed out about anything really.

I hear a door slam and I sigh. This boy.....

"Guys..." A mysterious voice croaks.

"Cal?" I say, walking towards the voice. What the? Didn't Calum just leave?

"Calum, you just left why are you-" I stop mid sentence, confused as ever. Either my eyes must be playing tricks on me, or I'm going crazy.

"No." The tall, blonde that I've known as Luke, announces.

"L-Lu-k-e? I stutter, rubbing my eyes, before coming to the realisation that Luke is really standing in front of me.

"Luke!" I shout, running towards him and wrapping him in a warm embrace.

"Hi... Ashton." He mumbles, pushing me off of him.

"Luke, what's wrong?" I ask, grabbing his arm.

"Everything." He mutters, sitting on the couch, burying his face in his hands. Low sobs escape his mouth, and my lips curl into a frown. I've literally never seen Luke look so depressed.

"Michael, babe, you can tell me what's wrong." I whisper, slinging an arm around his shoulder.

"What?" He gasps, staring at me with tears waiting to fall out of his eyes.