Luke p.o.v. (A.N. HOLY SHIT A LUKE P.O.V.)
I walked downstairs into the living room, trying the light switch as I walk by so that it would light the dim hallway. It was four a.m. so it was still pretty dark. The lights were still out. I sighed and walked down the stairs. I walked past the living room and into the kitchen. I stopped dead in my tracks and turned back towards the couch. Ashton and Stella were fast asleep. Together. Like fucking cuddling.
Okay its not completely unusual to have Stella fall asleep on one of us. We have all been friends for years. But this looked and felt different to me. They had been there all night, both covered in a blaket. Stella's favorite book still half open on her lap. Her legs are half swung over his lap. His arm is around her waist and her head rests on his chest. Her hand is resting beside her face on Ashton's chest. They sleep so peacfully there. It made me mad as bloody hell.
I ran out the front door and down the steps. My bare feet hit the pavement running as I went as fast as my legs could carry me away from them. I had been in love with her since the first time I saw her. Who wants to spend time with a girl who waists all her money on makeup and short skirts when you could spend time with Stella. The four of us boys sure wanted to be with her.
I had just never seen Stells look so intamately connected with someone before. We all liked her and she knew it too. It is no wonder that she treated us more like brothers. But who the fuck falls asleep like that with their brother. I have brothers and I wouldnt do that... Well I mean thats partially because Im a boy but never mind!
I ran down the block and managed to trip over something laying in the street. I full force hit the pavement yelling out in pain. I skidded slightly because of the speed i was running at. I laid there for a moment letting my yells become moans as the pain became a little less savere. I glanced down at the side of my body which had made contact with the pavement to see a pool of blood underneat my arm. I sat up slightly to move. I clutched my bleeding arm to myself and looked around for help. My barefeet bled a little too. I stood up from my place in the street and noticed a sign for a hospitol. I looked down at my arm once more to survey the damage. The blood was running across and down my hand which held my arm tightly. I started the four block walk to the hosptiol.
I arrived back at the house around 7 a.m.. My arm is all bandaged up and I feel good as new. A nurse did it for me right in the waiting room thank god. I walk in to see Stella still asleep on the couch, this time without any Ashton. I walk over to her slowly and pull the blanket up and tuck her in.
Gosh I love her.
A.N. SORRY THIS IS SHORT:( AND SHITTY:(
