Imagination. (Lashton) DISCONTINUED

Imagination : Chapter Two

Ashton's POV

"AHHHHHHHHHH." Someone shouted very loudly in my ear making me jump from my bed, but my feet is tangled with the blanket and I shifted to the side and ended up falling to the floor with a loud 'thud'. I heard laughter erupt from my room and I looked up. My hair is covering half my eyes and saw my lovely little brother rolling around the floor, holding his stomach as he probably is dying from laughter. I locked my door last night, how the hell did he came in?

I groaned from pain and wince when my elbow slightly made a sound then I sat up slowly with pain etched in my face. "Fuck you Harry." I told him as I rubbed my elbow.

My little brother smirked at me then shouted. "Mum! Ashton said the 'F' word!" I looked at him with my mouth agape and I scoffed at him. Really Harry? Really?

A few seconds later, my mum came in my room and first looked at our situation. My brother laughing, Me on the floor with pain on my face then she shooked her head, amusement on her face. "Ashton, dont say bad words in front of your brother!" She scolded, looking at me.

"But-" I complained but she cut me off by saying.

"Didn't I tell you to take off your socks last night? Fungi might grow there!" She again scolded, slightly shouting. What the fuck? Fungi? Really?

I opened my mouth to protest that my socks is comfy and soft but yet again she cut me off. "No buts, now get up and shower, your bus will be here in 15 minutes." She said.

I opened my mouth again but she held up her hand and went out of my room. I huff and glared at my little brother who is chuckling silently at my couch area. He stuck out his tongue at me then ran out of my room. My mouth fall to the ground and I put my hands up in the air and shouted sarcastically. "What a great morning!"

I then imagine Luke laughing on the couch. I glared at him and he help up his hands in defeat and I sighed. Standing up and throw the blanket on the bed and just went inside the bathroom.

Why can't I get Luke out of my head? He's not real. He's just in my world but I can't help but keep him more often because he makes me feel, not lonely. I know I am out of my mind but that's the point. I am always out of my mind.

I can't help but keep on wishing Luke is real though. Because he's the only person who is really sweet and my type. Calum is my bestfriend and all but Luke is the type of person that I really liked and maybe that's the reason why my mind created him.

Why I want him to be real.

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I almost lost the bus. I was already running out if my house when the bus started moving but I shouted wait then it stopped.

"20 seconds top Ashton. I told you that already." Hector the driver said. He has brown eyes with a cap on his head and he often puts a towel around his neck. I sheepishly smiled at him and said.

"Sorry Hector. Not gonna happen again." He sent me a roll of his eye but with a smile and told me to sit down. I nodded and said my sorry again before I sat down on second to the last chair, sending a few people hi and hellos and smiles.

"You seem like you have a good morning." Calum said, sending me a smirk as I sat down beside him. I rolled my eyes and sighed dramatically.

"I had a lovely morning." I told him, sarcasm dripping in every word. Calum laughed at me and asked me what happened and of course I told him. I told him everything. When my brother shouted in my ear, my mother and of course the way my brother stuck his tongue out at me. By the end of my horrible morning story, we are walking out of the bus.