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Luke wrapped both of his arms around Ashton's waist and he pulled him closer, their chest were against one another and the small boy's hands were on Luke's cheeks.

Ashton's mind was fuming, he couldn't feel happier than he already was, his lips brushing against the boy he loved, but he couldn't help but wondering why Luke changed his mind, why the boy was kissing him?

Luke needed to breathe so he pulled away and he rested his forehead against the boy's one and Ashton started to rub his cheek softly.

« What was that? » Ashton asked.

« Don't know. » Luke answered. « But I-I really... I really want to do it again. » He said blushing.

Ashton smiled and he pecked Luke quickly, then the taller boy pulled him closer into a hug. He had no idea what the hell was going on but he loved holding Ashton into his arms.

«Surprise! » Suddenly a voice yelled and Luke's jumped away from Ashton when he recognized the person at the door.

Oh, God.

Nia.

« Hey... baby! » Luke faked a smile, he was a bit confused but he walked to Nia. « What are you doing here? »

Luke kissed Nia and he hugged her as if she was the only last person on Earth, making her rotate in the air while she was clinging at Luke's shoulders. The blonde was smiling deeply to her and he looked happy to see her, while Ashton's heart shattered. Because of Luke. Again.

Ashton wiped his mouth as if he the action would erase Luke's kiss but deep down the boy knew that he could never forget that kiss. He eyed at them one last time, they were in their little happy world and then he walked to the back door leading to the stage.

Ashton headed the stage, his drumkit was already set along with all the mic and stuff. He walked to the edge of the stage and he sat, swinging his legs in the space.

Was Ashton not good enough? Why was everything against him? Maybe he didn't deserve to be happy. The boy slapped his cheeks twice softly, preventing the tears to fall. No, he was done crying for Lucas Hemmings.

« Rough day? » Someone from behind asked and Ashton recognized Michael's voice.

Michael walked to Ashton and he sat next to him. When he saw Ashton's face he knew that something happened. He raised an eyebrow questioning his friend.

« He kissed me. » Ashton winced.

« I know, Calum told me the other day. » Michael smiled softly.

« No... I mean, he kissed me like two minutes ago. » Ashton said shyly.

«What? » Michael's voice high pitched. « That's great! Why do you look like your kitten just died? » Michael nudged the boy.

« Because then Nia appeared and he just ignored me to run into her arms. »

« That son of a-»

« Hey don't swear! » Ashton slapped his arm. « And leave Liz out of this. »

« Ash I'm sorry. » Michael frowned and he wrapped his left arm around Ashton's shoulders.

« Yeah... me too. » He sighed. « You know I'm just really tired of this. » Ashton sniffed. « But... the thing is if he comes to me and apologize and everything I won't be mad at him, I won't push him away. »

« Maybe you should bud. » Michael patted his shoulder.

« I can't. » Ashton rested his head on Michael's shoulder huffing softly. « I can't Mikey, he's under my skin. »

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