Innocence: Lost

Chapter Six

Ashton pulled up to Luke's house, which, wasn't really a house at all. It was more of a palace. Everything was so clean and perfect. Who the hell was this kid?

The sound of dogs barking came from the opposite side of a tall, white fence. Rose bushes patterned between red and white along the front of the house, and distant sprinklers watered the emerald grass that covered acres and acres of land.

The boy who Ashton remembered to be Luke was sat inside of a porch swing. His legs were crossed at the ankles, his hair falling in his face. His cherry lips stretched into a smile. Ashton should have remembered him.

He looked so innocent.

Ashton got out of the car, only leaning against it. Luke walked towards him. Wow. Why didn't Ashton answer his phone more?

"I'm sorry...I didn't know you were busy driving. I feel like we should get to know each other...since you asked for my number..." Luke's voice was soft.

Ashton didn't really listening. He was staring at how Luke's thighs were creamy pale, and how his body could make any girl envious. He had legs for miles. How drunk did Ashton get to forget this?

He was wearing a baby-pink, striped shirt and fuck-me, blue jeans. The older boy couldn't help his mouth from dropping slightly.

Ashton wondered if Luke was as innocent as he looked.

"Oh yeah, it's fine. Get in. We'll go for a ride."

Luke smiled and nodded, walking with glee to the passenger side.

Ashton purposely drove fast so that Luke would wrinkle his nose in fear. He looked like a kitten.

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"So what do you like to do for fun?" Luke's sapphire eyes glistened with pure interest. His lips were twitching into a smirk.

Ashton thought that was hot.

"I like partying, but no college parties." The curly-haired boy answered.

Luke nodded, a little confused by what Ashton meant.

Ashton was morbidly fascinated by this boy. It seemed that he was unaware of the world they lived in. He was so sheltered and protected. It was insane.

Luke giggled. "I'm a ballerina. I dance. Ooh, and sometimes I like to read!"

Ashton hummed, moving closer. "Do you want something to drink? Bourbon, vodka, water..."

"My parents would be very mad if I had any alcohol. May I have water?" Luke bit his lip.

Fire pooled in Ashton's stomach just like that. Luke was loved by his parents. He didn't want to disappoint them.

"One sip won't hurt you..." Ashton raised an eyebrow at the small blonde.

"Uh, okay, sure?" Luke blushed.

It was obvious he wanted to please Ashton. It was sweet, even. The older boy couldn't help the cocky grin that spread over this face.