Ashton:
"How'd your date go?" Mum asked.
I sighed happily, "It was.... perfect."
"Details!" she exclaimed.
I just sighed dreamily and ignored. I was still in a daze. I was happy. And it was because of Luke.
He was perfect. Everything about him was. His smile, his laugh, his voice.... I just love them all.
I trudged upstairs carrying the jacket he gave me last night.
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I shivered as the familliar feelung of the cold touched my skin.
"Okay babe?" Luke asked.
"Yeah... just c-cold." I stuttered as the wind passed me once more.
"Awwh," he said removing his jacket. "Wear this so you wouldn't get cold."
"No!" I denied it. "You'd get cold if I did that."
"You're more important than me." He said smiking slightly.
I blushed and looked down as he draped the jacket over my shoulders. I cuddled the warm object, getting as much warmth as I could.
"Thank you, Luke." I muttered.
He just smiled at me, his eyes twinkling under the moonlight.
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I think I'm inlove...
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This is short and i suck but blurgh :P
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Fanfiction*::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*::* "I cut because I'm broken, I'm a faggot and it's true. I'm falling to pieces, But I'm holding on for YOU." *::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*:::*::* Ashton was kidnapped when he was 14. Five years passed...
