Little White Lies
Ashton was standing behind you, his arms wrapped tightly around your waist, just holding you tightly to his chest as he glared at Liam from across the room. "Y/n is mine, Liam. I suggest that it's best you leave while you can."
"Is that a threat, Ash?" He huffed, making his way over to you, causing Ashton to grip onto you tighter, his hands shaking slightly.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't but either way you should get the fuck out."
"Now why would I do that? It's obvious that Y/n isn't satisfied with you. Otherwise she wouldn't always be calling me when your away. You have to face it eventually, Ashton. One day she'll be mine and you'll be left entirely alone, with no one to turn to but she'll be with me. She'll by lying in my arms every single night-not yours." He stopped to release an maniacal laugh. "I guess I could leave now. She'll come back to me, Ash. She always does." Liam had an evil grin on his face before he sent you a quick link.
And with that, he left, causing Ashton to relax and turn you around to face him. "Promise me it's only me. Nothing he said was true, right?" He leaned down to press his forehead against yours.
You shook your head, feeling an overwhelming amount of guilt seeing as you were lying to him. "Only you. I only need you, Ash."
He instantly seemed to relax before covering you with his jacket, "C'mon, sweetheart. Let's get you home before you catch a cold in this awful weather."
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A few weeks have passed without any sign from Liam. It was a bit strange since you were used to seeing him almost every weekend but you were slightly thankful because it made you realize that Ashton is all that you need and Liam was only holding you back from giving your heart to Ashton fully.
"Y/n." Ashton called from the other room, causing you to scurry to where he was in the living. "I have to go away for the weekend." He sighed, pulling you onto his chest before brushing some hair away from your face and leaving a small kiss to your lips. "And I'd ask you to come with me but it's not going to be safe. All I ever want to do is keep you safe and love you til the day that I die but I can't risk taking you with me. Will you be alright here alone." You nodded slightly, gripping onto his shirt as you tried to make he stay. "I'm gonna miss you sweetie but I have to leave today." You squeaked as he lifted you up, carrying you up the stairs and into your shared bedroom, throwing you down onto the bed before climbing on top of you.
His lips connected with yours in a lustful, passionate kiss. The kiss was filled with all of his feelings-you could tell that he was still hung up with the confrontation with Liam. But you had to lie to him, you kept telling yourself-you had to. He would have been heartbroken if he found out you have been with Liam, his rival gang's leader and the person Ashton hated most in the world, and you never want him to feel that. You hands tangled through his fluffy blonde hair as you pushed all those thoughts about Liam to the back of your mind. Ashton means way too much to you and you could feel him sigh when he was forced to pull away from the kiss.
"I have to go."He grumbled, burying his head in your neck so that he could press meaningful, loving kisses there. You nodded slightly and he climbed off of you.
"Ashton," You said, just before he left the room, causing him to freeze and turn back to see the love of his life. "Please be careful?" You stammered, gripping you pillow close to your body as if it would give you some type of comfort.
"Of course, y/n. I'm always careful when I know that I have you to come home to." Your heart ached at those words as he turned around the left the room.
You must have fallen asleep because, hours later, you awoke to someone brushing some hair away from your face. You quickly jumped, not expecting anyone to be in the room with you since Ash had already left.
"Finally," The person, who you now recognized to be Liam, mumbled, pressing a kiss against your forehead. "I thought he would never leave."
"W-What are you doing here?" You stuttered, feeling the need to cover yourself with a blanket from him.
"C'mon now, no need to hide from me, baby. We both know that I've seen you in much less then this." He said tugging the blanket away and he began to unbutton your blouse.
"Answer my question." You said, gripping onto his hands so that they couldn't move to unbutton your shirt anymore. "Why do you think I'm here? I wanted to have a tea party with you. C'mon, Y/n, you know exactly what I want from you."
You shook your head, causing his grin to quickly fade. "No, Liam. I'm done with this. I hate doing this to Ashton. He deserves so much better than me, yet here I am, lying with you in bed."
"Oh c'mon, we're not even doing anything. Maybe if I was fucking you right now, I could understand his jealously but sadly I'm not." He grunted, wrapping his arm around your shoulder before pulling you to rest against his chest, despite your protests.
"That's not the point, Liam." You growled, "I don't want to do this to him again." You attempted to move away from him but his grip was too tight.
"What make this different from the other times, Y/n? Every time he leaves you've called me. The only difference I see is that you didn't call me this time. I came here because I wanted to see you-No, fuck, I needed to see you. I've missed you so much and now that I finally have you to myself, you won't do anything with me."
"That because I don't want to break Ashton's heart. He means too much to me."
"Well I don't give a fuck." He says, finishing undoing your buttons before pushing your shirt off and rolling on top of you. "Youre mine, remember that." He growled in your ear before tugging your pajama pants off too. "You will always be mine and the sooner you realize that, the easier this will be."
His lips met your neck, sucking and biting on the skin there and making sure to leave bright purple marks there. Liam pulled away from your neck, smirking at his work. Just as his lips connected with yours, in for what feels like forever though it was only a few weeks, you heard a voice at the door, "Y/n?" It was Ashton, standing there, watching, wide eyed, making you wonder just how much of that he actually saw.
