Double-Crossed (An Irwin Twins fanfic)

Chapter 3? Right?

[Hi there, uh sorry I haven't updated in a bit I've had exams and softball tournaments and all that junk but I'm updating now and I might be able to on the weekend if I'm lucky.... this is gonna be a filler chapter bc I'm tired and I do need to introduce a twist bc yeahdlkjdslksjd 

pREPARE FOR A LAZY WRITER CLIFFHANGER BC I'M A DICK]

Ashton's POV

It was lunch and I was sat, as usual, in the corner of the library far away from the noisy calfateria that was no safe place for a loser like me. Munching as quietly as I could to not let the librarian know I was eating, I consumed my little chocolate bar and stared out the window where boring grey clouds were blanketing the blue sky. It was almost a gift, seeing the sky so happy probably would have made me feel worse, the grey matched my soul.

Sad, blank, numb, boring, worthless, no one likes a grey sky, and no one likes me.

I couldn't believe how bad the hand I was delt was, life could be worse of course, but when I looked at my brother and how easy life was for him it made me seeth with anger at the world and myself. He's never felt so worthless and dead he has to bleed to remind himself he's alive, he's never wanted to leave the pain of the world so badly that he sits on the edge of the roof mentally screaming at himself to do the world a favor and jump. 

We were identical fucking twins, but there he was sitting on his teenage throne of tits and parties while I sulked in the gutter waiting for the merciful hand of death to choke the worthelss life out of me once and for all. 

Deep in self destructive thought I must not have heard whoever wanted my attention, finally I felt a quick tap on the shoulder and I whipped around to see nothing but some book shelves. I looked around in confusion, and then I heard what I hadn't before, likely causing the person to have to tap me on the shoulder. 

"PSSSTTT" I heard it, but didn't know where it could be coming from, I waited for it again to see if I could find out where this person was. They were probably messing with me anyways, dared to go and see if they can get the hopes up of that depressed kid who's not as cool as his brother. 

"PSSSSSSTTT" I heard it again, and from the direction of the sound heard that it was coming from the janitor's closet in between two bookshelves no more than 3 feet away. I was now convinced it was a trap, but curiousity got the better of me and I opened the door and stepped inside. The door slammed quickly, and without the lights on I couldn't see my own hand in front of my face.

I felt someone's arms loop over my head and a thick bandana or something was tied around my eyes as a blindfold. I kicked out and tried to get away but soon found my arms being pulled roughly behind my back and bound with what might have been another bandana... or something, I had no clue. 

I stopped resisting as I realized it would probably make things easier, and because I had no chance of getting away. I heard a snicker of triumph and fear trickled in sinisterly to my mind, flooding my thoughts with worse case scenarios. What happened next took me by complete surprise, there were a pair of lips on mine. Plump warm soft lips that crushed mine with a lustful force it sucked the oxygen out of my lungs and left my head spinning. I felt teeth close roughly around my lower lip and pull out slowly, dragging the motion out and causing me to let out a low growl before the stranger pushed in again and striped their tongue against my teeth, persuading me to open up.

Resisting would have been futile right? Plus it felt so good, and fuck I"m me, what's the chances I'm ever gonna get kissed like this again? Parting my clenched teeth the stranger's tongue was free to explore my mouth, and it did. Finding my own I licked back tentatively earning me a deep growl and encouraging me as I pushed back until it was my tongue in his mouth and we were both whimpering at the passionate sensation not matched by anything I'd ever felt my whole life. 

Large hands snaked around my waste and cupped my ass, and giving it a good squeeze before the stranger pulled away. As they did I felt something weird, but I couldn't put my finger on what it was, and ignored it. I felt my arms being untied and stretched them around to help with the stiffness, then I heard a voice say

"I'm going to leave, count to 20 seconds after the door closes and then leave." The person was speaking in a squeaky mouse voice that was amusing, but also frustratingly prevented me from finding out who it was. I nodded and felt a quick peck on my cheek and a bit of rustling before the door opened and closed a few seconds later.

Wanting to be respectful of the person, who probably had to muster up a lot of courage to do this and not bust them I counted out under my breath,

"18, 19, 20" Reaching up and taking off my blindfold, which was in fact a bandana, I opened the closet door and snuck out so the librarians wouldn't see me. I barely had time to let out a long breath I didn't know I was holding in when the bell rang and I had to hurry off to Study Hall before I could finally go home. 

As I was walking down the hall to class something glared into my eyes making me squint in pain, I looked from the direction it came from and saw that by some odd chance Luke Hemming's lip ring had reflected directly into my fucking eye. I passed him, not saying anything, he definitely wasn't the coolest kid in school but everyone was better than me and probably wouldn't want to be caught dead associating with me. Walking into my classroom a metaphorical sack of bricks smacked me in the face, and although it was metaphorical I still physically stuttered back with a realization that made my heart come way too close to exploding for my comfort.

That weird thing I had felt when the stranger pulled away from the kiss... it must have been a lip ring, and there's only one fucking kid in the entire school dorky enough to get a lip ring to try and prove he's not; and he just fucking blinding me with it.

The stranger was Luke...

[hA GAYYYYYYY THIS WAS SUPPOSED TO BE A FILLER CHAPTER WITH A CLIFFHANGER AND THE REVEAL OF IT BEING LUKE IN THE NEXT CHAPTER BUT I DECIDED TO BE NICE... THANK ASHTON THE SUNBEAM GOD FOR BLESSING YOU WITH A SOLID ENDING TO A CHAPTER WOOO]

[Hopefully I'll update over the weekend, I have a math exam tomorrow that, along with 2 other hard ass tests, will determine what level of math I get into next year and I'm v nervous ._.]