The Pie Club (A 5SOS fanfic)

PoPStaying At Ashtons

I've only been to Ashton's house twice. We usually all hang out at Luke's house or mine. We used to hang out mostly at mine, but then we went to Luke's when my dad started being weird.

I walk in and he yells to his mother that he's going to stay at Michael's for the next couple of days.

"Excuse me?" She asks.

Ashton sighs, "Can I stay at Michael's house?"

"Yes." She smiles.

"Mom, I am 19 years old, I don't need to ask you, though, seriously." He says.

"As long as you live in my house you will." She raises one eyebrow at him.

She sends a quick smile in my direction, then walks into the kitchen.

"I should seriously get my own place." Ashton sighs quietly to me.

I laugh.

"Well, yeah, you probably should." I say.

We pass Ashton's sister in the hallway. I never quite caught her name. She glances at me, and keeps walking to the kitchen.

"Well don't say hi." Ashton says, sarcastically.

We stop in front of Ashton's door.

"Uh, my room is kind of a mess right now."

I'm confused why that matters. I always have a messy room.

He must see the confused look on my face, because he adds, "I have this weird thing where I don't like people looking at my room when it's dirty."

I laugh, "You're so weird."

"No, I'm not!" He fake-pouts.

He walks into his room, leaving me outside so I "don't see the filth".

Such a girl.

----------------------------Luke------------------------------

"Guys, where'd Elaina go?" I ask.

"Uh, I think she went with Ashton to get something from his house." Michael says.

Sure enough, when I glance outside, the car is gone.

"I hate this." I grumble.

"What?" Michael asks.

"It's not obvious?" Calum asks, looking at Michael like he's stupid.

"Oh, is Luke jealous?" Michael asks, smirking a little.

"No." I answer quickly, "This won't last."

"Why won't it?" Calum asks.

"It can't."

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---------------------------Ashton-----------------------------

I walk out of my bedroom, and I see that Elaina isn't there.

"What the hell?" I mumble.

I hear yelling from outside, and my mom telling my little brother and sister to stay inside.

"Mom, what's going on?" I ask.

"Elaina's-" She starts, but I cut her off.

"Dad?"

She shakes her head, "No, just her mom."

Weird, Elaina never argues with her mom, and she definitely doesn't yell at her.

"Maman, je ne peux pas rentrer à la maison dès maintenant ! École de presque plus en tout cas, je voudrais rester à la maison de Michael." Elaina says calmly while her mother is yelling.

"Elaina, je ne peux pas vous laisser rester à la maison quelques garçonnets aléatoire." Her mother yells.

I start to walk outside, but my mom grabs my arm.

"You can't interfere, Ashton. That's rude. If it was her dad, maybe, but her and her mother are just talking."

"Il n'est pas un mec au hasard, il est l'un de mes meilleurs amis." Elaina says.

"Okay, Elaina, fine. You and your "Best Friends" can deal with your father, then." Her mom says, finished.

Elaina walks back inside. I expect to see her sad, but she just seems tired.

This kind of scares me.

"Elaina? Are you okay?" My mom asks.

She nods, "Yeah, can I just stay here? I'm really tired."

"Of course, hun. You can stay here whenever you want." Mom says, then she turns to me, "Ashton, you're sleeping on the couch."

"Uh, okay."

"No, he can sleep in his bed, I'll take the couch." Elaina says.

"No. He wouldn't want you to do that, would you Ashton?" Mom says, giving me one of those "looks".

"Actually-"

"She's sleeping in your room."

Okay, then.

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I sit on the chair in the corner of the room, watching Ashton get a pillow and one if the blankets on the bed.

"Sorry." I apologize.

"It's fine, I knew she would do that." Ashton sighs.

"If you want, you can come in here and lay at the foot of the bed like you always do." I say.

He nods, "Okay."

He leaves, leaving me alone in his room.

I crawl in the bed, wrapping up in the comforter.

I like it, it smells like him.

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---------------------------Luke-------------------------------

"Where are they?" I ask myself, quietly.

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French Translation:

Mom, I can't go home. School's almost over, in any case. Just let me stay at Michael's house.

Elaina, I can't let you stay at some random guy's house.

He's not some random guy, he's one of my best friends