It's Ashton Not Ashley

8.

I woke up in my bed the next day to my ribs hurting and some awful stomach cramps. I looked down at my white shirt and frowned when I saw that my chest was no longer flat and my bed was covered in blood. I got so caught up with worrying about looking like me to feel comfortable, that I lost track of the fact that I still get my period every month. It sucked to get them before, but it's even worse now and it makes me feel terrible. No boy or man should have to go through this bloody hell on a monthly basis.

"Aw, come on," my lip trembled and my eyes became watery as I took all my sheets and blankets off my bed and threw them in the wash. I hated the fact that I still identify as a girl. I hated the fact that everyone sees me that way and I most certainly hated the constant reminder that I'm female and can reproduce. Tears rolled down my cheek as I ran the water and stripped down to nothing, revealing my naked, female body.
I looked at myself and frowned, but I got into the shower, pushing the thoughts to the back of my head.

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I came out of the bathroom in my boy shorts and white sweater that hung below my tiny waist.

"Oh, hi Ashton!"

I screamed, dropping my phone from my hands."Luke, what the fuck?" I picked up my phone and frowned at the cracked scene. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to scare you."

I went over to him and laid myself on the bed where he was sitting. "That's okay, I was due to get another phone anyways." I tossed my broken phone onto his lap.
"Okay," Luke's eyes wandered down to my thighs and I pulled the shirt down to my knees.
"Creep," I hit his arm lightly.

He chuckled quietly, "well, you can't expect me to not look. You're half dressed!"
"Thanks, but I'm actually in shorts too," I said, not telling the full truth.

"Are they short?"

I shook my head. "Stop being creepy."

"Okay, I'm sorry," Luke pouted and sprawled out next to me. He looked at my eyes and I looked away, blushing.
"Hi."
"Hey," he gave a cute, little smile.
"Why are you here?" I asked, my voice quiet and low to seem deeper than it is.

"I wanted to hang out with you, make sure you're okay."
"I'm okay. Why wouldn't I be?"
"Ashton, you passed out last night and hit your head off the concrete. I'm sorry I wasn't able to stay with you at the hospital though. I had to take Mikey back."

"It's okay. All that matters is that you're here now," I took his hands and kissed them gently. "Get me chocolate?" I asked, looking at him with a pouty face.

"No, get your own damn chocolate," Luke said and scrolled through his Twitter as he ignored me.
I poked his cheek. "Luke."

"Ashton, stop."
"Luke." I poked his cheek harder, causing him to look up from his phone. "What?"
"Get me chocolate," I said again.
"No."
"Okay." I pushed him off the bed and spread my arms and legs out on the bed, leaving no room for Luke to sit again.
"Ashton, give me my spot back," Luke said and got off the floor, rubbing his head a bit.
"Hand over the sweet stuff first," I giggled.

He leaned down an inch away from my face. "No kisses," I said and looked at Luke who now had a pouton his face.

Luke groaned and walked downstairs, mumbling something under his breath.

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Luke came back upstairs after a few minutes and he had chocolate bars, chocolate cake and chocolate milk in his hands. "I hope this is okay. I didn't know what kind you wanted. Now, move over and let me have my spot back," Luke said and tossed the chocolate onto the bed.
"Mm, I don't want to," I crossed my arms across my chest.

Luke picked up my legs and moved them to the one side of the bed. He laid next to me and I reached over him for the cake.
"Give me," I grumbled.
"What do you say?"

I took a bite of the cake and looked at Luke. "Thank you," I said with a mouthful of cake before it slid down my throat leaving the chocolate aftertaste.

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"You have chocolate all over your lips!" Luke exclaimed after I finished the chocolate bar and ate half of the cake. "How can you eat all that and still be hungry?" He took his finger and swiped it against my lip causing me to giggle. "You had some on your lip."

I smiled, cuddling into him. "Oh, gosh!"

"What?" I asked Luke, looking at him. My brown eyes met with his blue ones.
"You look so cute in that sweater!"
"No, I don't." I buried my face in his neck, making sweater paws into my chest. "You really do!" He kissed my cheek.

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He was infatuated with me in that sweater for over an hour and I finally shut him up about it by putting on a horror movie.

Luke looked at me about halfway through the movie. "This movie is really scary, but you're really into it. I'm trying not to cover my face the entire time, but-WHAT IS THAT?" Luke asked as the screen showed some menacing teeth. "It's him! Get away!" Luke shouted at the screen. I laughed to myself as Luke ducked underneath a blanket. "It's not funny Ashton! It's very scary," he pouts, lifting his head up from the blanket. "Very scary," he looked at me with a serious face.

"Yeah, yeah. This movie is pg-13, not so scary," I said with a bit of sarcasm. We were watching the new It and personally it was more cheesy than scary. The older one was definitely better and creative.

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"Luke?" I asked a few movies later.
"Hm?" His voice was heavy and quiet telling me he was tired.

"Can I tell you something?"
He nodded.

"I wanted to say that I'm so sorry for everything that I've caused you and I never wanted to hurt you."

Luke pulled me on his chest. "You didn't do anything wrong, but in case you ever do, I forgive you."
I nodded, cuddling into him. "Luke?"
He didn't answer me and I poked his cheek. "Luke?"
I looked over at him and saw that he was asleep. His beanie slowly falling off his head. "Aw, goodnight," I kissed his cheek. "Goodnight Lukey," I picked his lips before falling asleep on his chest.

I needed something about how Ashton feels when he gets his periods, so tell me what you guys think about this chapter.

Fun fact: the word chocolate was mentioned in here 9 times.

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