Sugar Lips | lashton au | book 1

twelve

I havent actually written a chapter to this story in a few months so im a little rusty sorry if this sucks D:

and yay calum and ashton wont be so girly anymore bc im writing them as dudes now

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unedited

What am I doing?

I just left the only home I've ever known , with no intentions of ever going back. Where am I suppose to stay now?

"So, that was your mum?" Luke cleared his throat and he stopped at a red light.

"Yeah." I said quietly as I looked through my bag. I had two teeshirts, one pair of boxers, and fifteen dollars.

"You, uh, you can stay at my place." Luke mumbled turning on his blinker and going down a slightly familiar street. "My mum won't mind."

"Thanks, I uh have nowhere else to go." I mumbled. "All the rest of my family are just like my mother, so."

He nodded and continued to drive down the street until he pulled into the drive way of the house I was at only days before.

This time there was two other cars pulled in aswell.

"Shit." He mumbled. "Ben and Jack are home."

"Who are they?" I asked.

"My brothers, we need to sneak you in."

"What?"

"Gah, just follow me." He sounded frustrated.

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A lost shoe, ripped pants, and ten minutes later I was standing in Luke Hemmings bedroom after having to climb up a tree and crawl into his bedroom window.

"I didn't think my ass was gonna fit." I said looking at the small window.

"Neither did I." Luke chirped.

"My ass! I mean- my ass- not your ass, your ass is fine- mine..isnt?" He quickly said, tripping over his words, blushing with wide eyes after seeing the look I gave him. "Nevermind."

He's different when he's not around people. He's blushy and awkward.

It's cute.

"Lucas." Came a male voice from the door along with a few knocks.

"Shitfuck." Luke's words ran together as he quickly rushed to the door and motioned for me to be quiet.

I shrugged and sat on the edge of his bed.

"Um, who is it?" Luke asked, and then slapped himself for being stupid.

"Who do you think it is, turd?"

"I have no idea." Luke said shaking his head.

"It's Obama, open the door."

"You're not my president, I don't have to listen to you."

"Luke I swear to god if you don't open this fucking door I'm gonna make copies of your naked baby pictures and pass them out around your school."

I had to slap my hand over my mouth to keep from laughing.

"You wouldn't." Luke glared at the door knob.