*whispers while rocking back and forth in a corner* why must I suck at updating this story why must I suck at updating in general why why why
OH I DEDICATE THIS CHAPTER TO @thehappylittleteddy BECAUSE THEY MADE ME A NEW COVER FOR THIS STORY AND I LOVE IT
I'm gonna try to make this a really good update to make up for how long u guys had to wait for this lol um yeah
-----------------------------------------Luke's POV
As I drove back home from the hospital, I couldn't help but still feel Ashton's lips on mine.
To some people it was wrong, but it felt so right.
The only thing that felt wrong was that I took advantage of him in his weak state. Ashton is in the hospital for god sakes, his self-esteem is weighed down by all of these insecurities he has, and he was tired. But I kissed him, and now I'm not sure if it was the right time to do it. Ashton is in a bad place right now, I knew that, and now he has to worry about more things; me and him and our relationship or whatever he and I are, if it'll last, and maybe Ashton's worrying that he'll screw up somehow and I'll leave him.
Once I stopped at a red light, I took the opportunity to bang my head against the wheel. Stupid, stupid, stupid.
I didn't regret kissing him, because I honestly loved him, but I just felt like it wasn't in his best interest for me to declare my love for him at this moment. Ashton now has to deal with another problem, and it's my fault. Fuck. Why is love so complicated?
I finally got home and took a pain killer for my raging headache. I had realized that I didn't tell him about Kellin and Calum's fight, but I guess that's Kellin's story to tell.
As I yelled goodnight to my parents and climbed into bed after I attempted my math homework, my thoughts drifted back to Ashton. What if loving him will help him see how amazing he is? Maybe I was over thinking things before. God, this whole thing is starting to sound like a plot for a girly romantic movie or something. Rolling my eyes at myself, I shut those thoughts out and slowly fell asleep, tossing and turning for most of the night.
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Wednesday. I hadn't decided if I hated this day or not. It's in the middle; close to Friday but also far.
Whatever. I hated every day I had to get up and drag my lazy ass to school. I honestly hated learning, and I knew Ashton was smart in every subject, although he'd never admit it.
Doodling on a random piece of paper on my desk, I tuned out my social studies teachers annoyingly enthusiastic voice. It seemed to cause Mr. Stetman great personal pain whenever someone asked him why we have to learn social studies, and that, "they're all dead anyway, what's the point?" Sometimes he would go on the whole class period giving reasons why we must learn social studies. By the end of the class, everyone is asleep, some people even snoring.
"Can anyone explain one of the events that sparked World War Two?" I looked around, only seeing blank faces. Mr. Stetman sighed and picked on a random student, who most likely wasn't paying attention.
"Jack?" Jack violently turned in his seat from where he was laughing with one of his friends behind him, eyes comically wide open, making a few people stifle a laugh. Leave it to Jack to be the class clown, the idiot who makes a fool of himself but doesn't give one single fuck.
"What?" The class burst into laughter. Mr. Stetman looked like he was about to explode any second now.
"Why did World War Two happen, Jack?" Jack pretended to be thinking, but we all knew he wasn't.
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