What I Like About You (Lashton)

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AN:

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Ashton's POV

I still sit here at the stream, and it has started raining buckets. I'm soaked to the bone. I check my phone to see I have eight new missed calls - mostly from Luke - and a few texts from each of the boys.

Michael: Where are u?

Michael: Wtf. Come home Ash, we're worried.

Calum: Get ur ass back here! We're at Luke's, please come home.

Luke: Okay Ashton please come home. I'm worried about you.

Luke: Ash please. I'm having a panic attack because ur not answering.

Luke: We're really starting to worry. Should we call the cops? Are u lost?

Luke: Please answer Ashton!! :(

These were sent hours ago, how long have I been here? Probably about two or three hours.

I stand from my nice semi-dry spot under a tree and look around. Should I go back? They're disappointed in me, I screwed up so bad. I can't face them again.

Despite my thoughts, I head towards the road and try to make my way home.

Luke's POV

Words can not describe how worried I am for Ashton, he could be lost. He could be completely out of the city by now, for all we know!

I pick up my phone to call him again, but this time I'm the one recieving the call. It's Ashton.

The boys hear my phone and look up at me.

"It's him." I tell them in a whisper.

I answer the call.

"Ashton what the fuck!? Where are you?"

"I'm sorry Luke, I think I'm lost..."

"Damn it, Ash. Where are you?"

"Don't come looking for me, you guys will be better off."

"That is not true! You can't just not come home. We need you."

I hear him sigh and sniffle.

"Ash, are you crying?"

"No."

"Was that a lie?"

"Yes."

"Please don't cry. Tell me where you are, It's raining out. I'm coming to get you."

"Uh, I th-think I'm near a corner store. The street sign says 14th avenue." He stutters.

"Are you shivering? Do you have a jacket?"

"No. Please hurry, Luke. There are strange people watching me..."

"I'm coming, Ashy. Just hold on and stay calm."

I get up and sprint out the door, grabbing my car keys on the way. 14th avenue... I know where that is!

I drive towards the corner store where he is, it takes me a while to get there. He walked - or ran - pretty far from the studio.

I can barely see anything through this deluge of rain, but I manage to pull into the lot of the corner store. I try to look around for Ashton, and I see no one familiar. This worries me immensely.

After two minutes pass, I decide it's best for me to get out of the car and look.

I open the door after bracing myself to be soaked, and I commence the search for the brown-haired boy.

I run around the whole lot, and I go inside to find Ashton. My stomach drops to the floor.

He's cornered by two big men with knives.

When he spots me, he gives me a pleading look. I can hear what they're saying as I sneak closer.

"What you lookin' at, faggot?!" One of them says to him. The man wears a brown leather jacket.

"N-Nothing, I was just-" The man cuts Ashton off by holding the knife up to his neck.

"I suggest you shut the fuck up before you get sliced open, sweetheart." The one wearing a black beanie says.

I step up behind him, growing angrier and angrier by the second.

"And I suggest you step away from him before someone gets hurt severely." I say through gritted teeth.

Brown-jacket turns around.

"Got your little boyfriend to come rescue you, fag?"

Before anyone says anything, I punch the man in the face, earning a satisfying crack from his jaw. He falls unconsious to the ground.

Beanie tries to take a swing at me with his knife, but I see it coming and dodge it just in time. He slightly cuts my cheek - just under my eye - but still enough to make me bleed.

I knock the knife from his hand and use my right foot to push him to the ground. I step on his wrist to hold him down. He winces in obvious pain.

Ashton gapes at me with an open mouth in amazement.

"Fucking try it again. I dare you. If you make even one more move before my car leaves this lot, neither of you will keep your tiny balls. Come on, Ash." I say, and Beanie nods in a submissive manner.

He steps over the unconsious man to me, holding onto my arm.

We exit the store and walk into the pouring rain. Ashton throws his arms around my neck, whimpering quietly.

I wrap my arms around his waist.

"I... I thought you would never come, I thought they were gonna... k-kill me..." He quivers, hugging me tighter.

"Hey, you're okay, I'm here. I saved you. I've got you, Ashy." I whisper into his ear.

By now we're both soaked from the rain, but I'm sure neither of us cares.

"Thank you so much, Lukey. I lov-" He stops himself and pauses. "Thanks..."

Was he about to say he loved me?

"It's okay. Let's go home I'm freezing." I say, pulling back and leading him towards the car.

Of course he wasn't gonna say he loved me. He woud never.

With both of us dripping wet and the heater running to the maximum, we drive towards my flat.