Hazel Eyes | Lashton

Chapter Ten

"Do you feel the chill, clawing at the back of your neck? I start to spill. Did you really think that you could fix me? They'll sell your bones for another roll. Well sharpen your teeth. Tell yourself that it's just business." -And The Snakes Start To Sing (Bring Me The Horizon)
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"You know, with the way you look, you would think you're an insensitive person who doesn't care about anyone but themselves." Ashton says randomly, glancing up to Luke from the icing flower he's just created. The punk's sitting in a stool with his camera resting in his lap, lazily watching Ashton decorate cupcakes.

"That's kinda the point I guess. I'm like, hiding? If that makes sense." Luke fiddles with the strings of his bracelets, keeping his eyes down and away from Ashton as he speaks.

"Oh." Ashton's voice is quieter the second time he speaks and he runs a hand trough his hair, fixing the flows atop his head afterwards. "Well, the tattoos and piercings look lovely anyway, so..." He trails off uncertainly and shrugs. "Do whatever makes you happy."

"I can be. An asshole I mean. I'm a mean person when I want to be." His cool eyes look up to meet Ashton's warm ones, causing the shorter boy to reel away slightly. Luke's eyes hold no emotion. They're empty. Dead, even. Ashton plays off his surprise by scoffing and continuing to work on the vanilla cupcakes in front of him.

"Everyone can be. It doesn't make you any less a person, Luke. It's human." Ashton feels bad for saying anything at all. He's the one who caused Luke to feel what he's feeling at the moment. Empty.

Nothing more is said on the topic as Luke watches Ashton finish the cupcakes.

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Ashton faintly hears Luke say to himself 'god I'm going to regret this so much' before he clears his throat and says timidly:

"Can I take a picture of you?" Luke asks Ashton after he'd pulled out the latest batch of cookies.

"I don't know, can you?" Ashton teases back receiving a sarcastic eye roll in return. "Haven't you already, though? I mean, camera shutters aren't exactly quiet."

Luke sputters out an 'oh' before sheepishly smiling at the cute boy, a dark blush covering his pale cheeks, "You've heard all of those?" Ashton laughs and blushes slightly nodding and muttering a 'yeah, yeah I have'.

The whole situation is disgustingly cute and if Maria, or anyone else for that matter, were to walk in and witness what just happened would squeal and die of fluff overload. Probably.

"But um, yeah I guess if you want. Hasn't stopped you before, now has it?" Ashton teases, causing Luke's cheeks to color a darker shade.

It's weird, Ashton realizes, getting photographed and knowing it. He was okay before, but now that both of them are aware of it, he's terribly self conscious. Luke notices, asking Ashton what's wrong.

"'S just a little weird, you know? Or maybe you don't. You are the one behind the camera."

"Just... Act natural. It's worked for you before." Luke gives Ashton a reassuring smile that causes the older boy's heart to flutter and stomach feel with butterflies.

Ashton tries his best to act natural, he really does, but still feels a but awkward. He starts decorating a particularly hard design on a cookie and squints his eyes in concentration.

Snap!

Ashton looks at Luke worriedly, "Wait, I looked bad!" Luke gives him an incredulous look and lowers the camera from his face.

"No you don't."

"Yes I did!" Luke rolls his eyes and shows him the picture.

"See? You look beautiful, idiot."

"Wow, you ended that complement with an insult." Ashton looks at the boy who's grinning at him-something that would give the Cheshire Cat a run for his money. His stomach feels like he's filled with butterflies and he thinks for a second that he is in fact filled with the insects. Lukes phone rings a second later and Ashton's fairly certain it's Green Day's American Idiot.

"Cal, the last time you called me you'd broken something. What'd you do this time?"

"Uhm so I'm kind of hiding right now and someone's in our living room looking for you?"

"Are you in the closet?"

"Well..." Calum trails off, a teasing tone to his voice despite the tense situation.

"Oh shut it, you twit. You're as straight as they get. Now who's looking for me exactly?"

"I don't wanna say it on the phone, but you need to get home, like, now."

"Okay fine. Be there soon." Luke clicks the end button and looks at Ashton, an apology written on his features. "I'm not really sure what's up with Calum at the moment, but someone's at my apartment looking for me, so I have to go. I'm sorry for like..." he trails off motioning to the clothes on his body.

Ashton smiles and grabs his arm, rubbing circles on the taller boy with his thumb. "Don't be sorry-It's no trouble. Is everything alright?"

Luke bites his lip and maybe he leans into Ashton's hand on his arm a little more than is considered platonic, but who's here to see it besides the two?

"I'm not really sure to be honest. Is it okay if I stop by to pick up my clothes tomorrow? That is if you're not sick of my face by now."

"I could never get tired of your face. And ah, sure that sounds good!" Shit, that first part was defiantly not supposed to come out, Ashton thinks fighting the urge to bang his head on the wall. He takes his hand off of the other quickly after that slipped out.

"I should get going now. See you tomorrow?" Luke collects his possessions, and smiles at Ashton hopefully.

"See you tomorrow." Ashton confirms.

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Calum's standing in front of their apartment, hugging himself against the doorframe. The horrid weather from earlier in the day had died down to a dull sprinkle so Luke wasn't too wet on the way back.

"Who's here?" Luke cuts right to the chase once he reaches his best friend and roommate.

"Just go inside and look. I had nothing to do with this, just so you know." Calum looks stressed and annoyed which makes Luke pissed off to be quite honest. Who did this person think they were, coming here unannounced and causing Calum to be stressed?

Luke enters his home and stops dead in his tracks, finally noting who's standing in the middle of his living room in New York.

"Mom?"

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"Anything you say can and will be held against you so only say my name, it will be held against you"
Thank u fob for the best pickup line ever ok like wow.

Yooo guys read my fic rant book "The Slash Rant Book" and my irl rant book "words unspoken" and I'll love you 5eva
(Shitty titles but I suck at titles anyway omg)
Like 100% sure there's gonna be drama lama next chapter hahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahahahahha
Like u all should be scared tbfh
I felt like this was getting boring n such so I threw Liz in for backstory to know why Luke and Calum and myself hate her <3
I love irl Liz btw omg shes the best but ya this is my story so she's kinda eh
It's four a.m bye