|| Luke's POV ||
I don't know what got into me but when Ashton texted me back, I squealed. It was a manly squeal though. I'm not gay. But when it comes to him, I don't know. I just get this giddy feeling. its probably because he's a new friend. After asking if he wanted to hang out tomorrow, I grabbed my guitar and started just playing around with chords and lyrics. My phone buzzed and I checked it, seeing a text from Ash.
*I'd love to hang out. x*
Yes! we're gonna hang out. I thought he didn't like me. I don't know why I'm so excited to see him again. He just makes me happy. But I'm not gay. I can't be gay. I like girls. I sat on my bed. I can't like boys. I groaned, grabbing my guitar again and continuing with the song.
Well back in high school we used to take it slow. Red lipstick on and high heel stilettos.
I wrote the lyrics down. I can never finish a song maybe I'll actually finish this one. Getting tired, I put my guitar away and texted Ash.
*Meet me at the park at 12?*
I lay down and a moment later my phone buzzed.
*see you then. x*
Seeing as it was almost 1 am I put my phone on the charger and fell asleep instantly.
Warning! This may be triggering to some.
|| Ashton's POV ||
It's 3 am and I can't sleep. The voices are too loud. They are screaming at me. There's only one way to get rid of them and I don't want to turn to that. But I need it.
I grab my backpack, emptying the contents in one swift movement. I need this.
that's right Ashton you're worthless. you deserve this.
Hands shaking, I dig through the contents of my bag, searching for the small container that houses the shiny piece of metal that will bring me the release I need. I need this.
faster Ashton you need this.
I hurriedly grab the container, opening it as my dozens of blades scatter the floor of the bathroom. Grabbing a random one I make the first cut, instantly feeling release. I keep going, each cut making me feel more relaxed than the last. After about 15 new cuts, not to deep I decide to stop. I wash the cuts out, used to the stinging sensation and put pressure on them with a towel. After they stop bleeding I wrap a bandage around my forearm. I step out of the bathroom, into Brooke's guest room and collapse on the bed. The voices are gone. I can finally sleep. My dreams aren't poisoned with demons tonight though. For some reason Luke finds his way into them and for the first time since my Dads death, I get a good night of sleep.
The next morning I wake up at 9. I remember I'm supposed to meet Luke at 12 and smile. He seems really nice and I'm excited to get to know him. Slipping on a pair of black skinny jeans, a black T shirt and my All Time Low jumper I grab all my belongings and head downstairs. Ms. Miller, Brooke's mum gives me a sad smile, not surprised to see me.
"Good morning, Ash. Would you like some breakfast?" I Nod. She hands me some pancakes and I eat them quickly.
"Thank you Ms. Miller. I best be going now. I have plans to see a friend." She smiles.
"Got your eye on any boys?" She asks, knowing I'm gay.
"Yeah but I don't think he's gay." I frown thinking of Luke.
"Awe. I'm sure any boy would turn gay for you. You sure are a catch. Go get em'." I smile and wave, walking out of the house.
I crawl through my window. Seeing my room the way I left it I let out a sigh of relief. I set my back down and check my phone. I have a good morning text from Luke.
*Good morning. I can't wait to see you. x*
Hmm. maybe he is gay. I don't know though. I grab my phone and wallet and crawl out of my window again. I really need to get a job so I can move out of this hell I call home. I make my way to the park and spot Luke's blonde quiff immediately. He turns around and smiles at me. His smile gives me butterflies.
I think I'm falling for Luke Hemmings.
a/n: My poor baby boy ash. but ooh they're falling in love but stubborn Luke doesn't want to be gay ugh.
PS. one of my bestest friends in the world made the new cover! ily Ashton ;) bahah
