behind closed doors⚣lashton [discontinued]

Chapter 2

In the tca acceptance video 5sos recorded you could see ashtons penis.

not his actual penis, but the lump.

i was literally laughing so hard and my mom was like;

"omg is this porn i thought i was watching the teen choice awards." AND THEN SHE SAID "as hot as they are i wish it was porn"

AND THAT WAS LIKE 2 HOURS AGO AND I'M STILL LAUGHING.

i can feel the six pack forming.

but i have no idea if i am going to make malum date or just be really good friends, so yeah thats yet to be decided.

OH YEAH AND 7 YEARS OF HEMMO1996 I'M REALLY EMOTIONAL

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~*Ashton*~

One class.

I only have one class with Luke and that was my first class of the day. And let me tell you, I look like absolute shit in the mornings.

Life is not fair.

Being the non-stalker I am, I found out his whole entire schedule (I may or may not have followed him around). I've been talking about him nonstop since he came into our school a week ago. Sure, it annoyed Calum and Troye a lot, but I think they agree with me. Every time I talk about him they slap me. They just haven't seen the light yet.

Right now, I was currently walking through the halls of school. I had just gotten here, and was looking for my two best friends. I walked up to Calum's locker, seeing him talking to someone and Troye standing off to the side.

"Who's Calum talking to?" I asked Troye.

"You know that depressed Michael kid who always sits alone?"

"Yeah, I feel bad for him."

"Well, that's who Calum's talking to."

"Really?" I turned around and and saw them laughing. "That's sweet, he doesn't really seem to ha- oh, hey Luke!" I ran after the tall blond.

"Uh, Ashton, right?" I nodded eagerly and leaned against the lockers, sighing dreamily. "You're in chemistry with me, aren't you?" I nodded again.

"You're hot... carrying your books for your next class! You should get them, I'll be over there with Troye. Bye, Luke!"

"Nice save, dumbass." Troye rolled his eyes playfully.

"Shut up." I mumbled as the bell rang.

"To chemistry we go!" He yelled. We walked in the room and Troye took his seat on the opposite side of the classroom.

"Great, everyone's here. Okay, so for the next couple of weeks we are going to do a project that involves pairs. You can pick who you want to be paired with," I instantly shot my head in Troye's direction and he did the same. We smirked at each other and faced the front of the classroom. "But it can't be your best friend because then you won't get any work done, like the last project. I'm looking at you, Mr. Irwin and Mr. Sivan."

All heads were turned in our direction as they all started to 'boo' at us and one person even through a pencil at Troye.

"Fu.ckers." He yelled and threw the pencil back in the direction it came from.

"You guys are so disrespectful, the teacher is trying to inform us about a project and you guys are interrupting her!" I yelled out. I looked over in Luke's direction and saw him laughing at the scene.