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#61 Good Girls

#61 Good Girls - 5SOS (lyrics)

Ashton:
"Cause every night she studies hard in her room, at least that's what her parents assume..."

"[Y/N], Ashton's here for you!" my mother called me as I was in my bedroom, with my laptop just scrolling through my tumblr dashboard.

I jump up from my position, excited, I wasn't sure if he was coming today but I was pleasantly surprised. I was hoping he would, I know that I saw him at school, but that's different. At school it's public, we have to resort to occasionally holding hands as we walk to classes, maybe a quick peck on the cheek because there's not much we can do in front of hundreds of students and a whole lot of teachers. But when we're alone things are different. We don't have to be as careful and worry about people watching.

I jog down my stairs and notice Ashton with my mother, she is talking to him about her work and he listens politely, readjusting his backpack which is only slung over one shoulder. He notices my arrival and smirks, still listening to my mother speak. I grin and leave my stairs, walking over to him as he stands by the front door of my home, "Hey," I greet.

"Hey," he replies, still smirking.

I grin and we both share a glance before my mother questions, "So, what are you guys revising today?"

I give Ashton a nervous look, little does my mother know that not much studying will be going on tonight.

"Some chemistry," Ashton covers up, "Maybe some biology." Ashton winks subtly and I roll my eyes at his suggestive answer.

"Oh good," my mother believes Ashton's replies, even though I'm still confused that my mother has been believing these lies for so long, I was sure that she would have caught us out by now, "Make sure not to overwork yourselves, you guys have been revising nearly every day for a month, and your exams are not for a few weeks!"

"Oh you know me," I lie, "Just a bit stressed about the exams, I want to get a good mark."

"Good," Ashton starts and grins devilishly, "I heard of a revision technique that can relax you."

He smirks and I return a smile, "Let's go upstairs and try this out then."

I skip towards my stairs and know Ashton is right behind me as I can hear his heavy footsteps from behind me, "Have fun!" My mother calls out, oblivious to our plans.

Neither of us bother to respond to her, we are both too preoccupied with making it to my bedroom. I open my bedroom door and stumble inside the room. I am alarmed by the sound of my door being slammed shut.

"Ashton, what are y..." I am interrupted by his lips pressing against mine, his hands are wrapped around me, resting on my back, pulling me closer to him.

He pushes me up against my wall and continues to kiss me. His hands roam down my arms and grab my wrists, he pushes them against the wall, leaving me defenseless, however I don't want to go anywhere.

His lips leave mine yet he is still pressed against me, "So your mum still doesn't know about us?" he asks quietly.

I shake my head, lost for words, my only desire is to have his lips against mine once again.

He smirks, "Looks like we'll just have to be quiet then."

Luke: [His P.O.V.]
"She said to me, "Forget what you thought, because good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught...""

She sat across the table from me. I don't even get why I need a tutor, I mean I'm not that bad at French.

"Luke," she called.