Stay With Me || Lashton ||

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Ashton’s POV

“Ashton, Ashton! Get up man we are going to be late!” Michael yelled and shook me for about the thirtieth time.

“No we aren’t, five more minutes.” I groaned and rolled over. Michael sighed and before I knew it a shoe hit me in the head making me sit up straight.

“Get the fuck up asshole or I will throw the other shoe!” Michael threatened and picked up my other shoe, ready to fire.

“Alright, I'm up.” I said and crawled out of bed, smelling the clothes on the floor around me until I found clean boxers and a shirt.

“You have like five minutes to get ready or I'm leaving your ass here.” Michael warned and I walked into the bathroom to get changed. I threw on the clothes and ran a comb through my hair. I brushed my teeth, ran downstairs to grab a banana and then met Michael in is car in under four minutes.

In case you are wondering, I did talk to my “parents” and they didn’t say much about me living with Michael and his mum so I just left it at that. Karen welcomed me like another son and said I was welcome to stay as long as I possibly needed. I was grateful for that. Michael drove some god awful sports car his mum bought him as senior gift. Okay so it was brand new and maybe I was jealous because all I had was a beat up piece of shit. Thank fucking god Mikey offered to let me ride with him to school. We pulled into the parking lot and Michael hopped out right away but I took my time. Being the new guy sucked and if I wasn’t a senior this year I would have just dropped out. We both threw our back packs over our shoulders and Michael led the way to the courtyard of the school, too late to turn back now.

West High School, or in other words my own personal prison for the next nine months, fucking joy. Michael and I crossed the many trees and grass areas until we met up with a group of people that were dressed exactly like Mikey and I, dark everything.

“Hey Mikey glad you could join us for another fucking fantastic year of high school.” I dark haired kid called out before taking a drag of his cigarette.

“Gonna be the best one yet Alex, eighteen isn’t too far away.” Michael said back and lit up a cigarette of his own and took a long drag, blowing smoke into the air.

A bell rang and some people started making their way towards the buildings and our little group made no move. I'm not all about being punctual to school and shit but on the first day maybe I should make an effort.

“Hey who’s the newbie Mikey?” Alex, or I think that’s his name, asked Michael and I tensed at his words.

“The names Ashton ass wipe.” I snapped. Great I'm terrible at making ‘friends’.

“Hey chill man, just asking. I'm Alex, this is Steven and Max.” He introduced his friends next to him and I just glared at all of them.

“Okay then, Ash and I are gonna head to the office so he can get his schedule. Later guys.” Michael threw his arm around my shoulder and pulled me away from his group and towards the building.

“Lovely friends you got there Mikey.” My words were laced with sarcasm.

“Hey dude don’t knock them, they are cool guys and always up for a good time.” Michael laughed and opened the door to the office. We walked up to the front desk and a lady at a computer smiled up at us.

“Can I help you boys?” the lady asked sweetly.

“My friend here is new to the school and he needs his schedule.” Michael said nicely. Thank goodness one of us could pull off being friendly.

“Ah yes, what’s your name hun?” she asked with an even nicer tone, as if that was possible.

“Ashton Irwin.” I said. She filed through a stack of papers and grabbed out my schedule.