Hey! I was so excited for this chapter that i wrote it on my working time, ahah. So it's here sooner than i planned. And it's a bit longer than usual. I hope you'll like it :D "Let it begin...!"
The atmosphere in the flat went exceptionally good after the break-up incident. Luke and Ashton ate together for the next two dinners. On the first one, just right after their discussion, they cooked together, while keeping a light conversation between them. The next day Ashton fulfilled his promise to repay Luke with a meal he would have cooked himself. It turned about they were both relatively well skilled and they had delicious dishes to enjoy together.
Luke couldn't be happier with the situation. He had to admit he felt a bit content with himself for this success. He was now on great terms with his flatmate; Ashton had stayed away from alcohol for a whole week without too much trouble; and when he had felt like relapsing he had called Luke, which was a nice surprise the blonde wasn't expecting. On top of that, it fell extremely good to go back to the flat and to finally feel home. Like a real established home. Even if there were still some sketchy things around the deal he had with Mrs. Irwin, and even if he still avoided to mention where he leaved to Alex, Jack, or anyone. Maybe he wasn't completely comfortable with the situation outside, but within the four walls of the apartment he felt really nice.
So when Luke woke up on the Saturday morning, the first thing he did was smiling. He kept his eyes closed as his stretched his long limps in his queen-sized bed. Opening them, he discovered that the day was already largely cut into. Judging by the sun shining outside, he estimated the time to be past 10 already. Luke was usually up fairly early on the week-end. Going outside for a run and preparing healthy breakfast before it turned 9. But yesterday, Ashton and him kept talking for a long time after their dinner and leisured in the living room, playing music, singing and listening to vinyls. Luke thought they were lucky the flat was well soundproofed because the neighbours may not have been too pleased, being forced to hear old rock and new alt-pop up after midnight.
That was another thing Luke was pound of: singing again. He didn't really understand what made him start again, especially back to that first night he brought Ashton from a bar. But for some reason, Ashton made him comfortable enough. At first, maybe, because he was drunk and he would forget. That made Luke feel like it didn't really count. But then, just because it was Ashton and his presence was strangely encouraging when it came to sing. Although, to be completely honest, Luke wanted to sing again. It has always been part of his life and he loved it too much to out it forever. He just needed a little click to take the leap.
He got up and almost tripped on his guitar that he was too lazy last night to put at its place. Cussing after himself he took a couple of minutes to tidy up his room then stepped out to the kitchen. He decided on preparing something light as it was already late. He was working on his task humming some random melody and enjoying the cosy atmosphere laying around. The flat was completely silent but Luke knew he would be alone this morning. Which was also the reason why he didn't bother to put a shirt on and was just walking around in his sweatpants.
But he was still eating his fruit bowl when he heard the familiar sound of the keys in the lock. He turned around to see Ashton entering the flat. He was dressed in black jean with a white t-shirt and an unzipped black hoodie on top. His hair was still wet from the shower judging by the look of it, tied up in a small bun at the back of his head.
"Hey!" Luke greeted. "How was the gym?"
Ashton went to the sink to get himself a glass of water he grumped down avidly.
"I shouldn't have been so inactive in the last two months... And Calum didn't go easy on me. God... I shouldn't have asked him to come with me..."
Luke chuckled "It's a good thing you're back at exercising though."
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Flatmates
FanfictionWhen Luke was looking for an apartment in London, he didn't really expect anything too fancy. Just a small place to stay for his last year of college. It's not like he could afford better anyway. So when he saw an advertisement for a really good loo...