Homophobic (Lashton) +Editing+

Chapter 26

Ashton P.O.V

For a while all we did at Calum's place was watch movies. But Netflix ran out of decent options quickly and soon we had resorted to laying in various places around the room, Luke laying his long body on top of mine and Calum and Michael sprawled over each other.

Luke quietly scrolled through twitter, barely even listening to the cheap comedy that blared from the TV. I wasn't really watching the movie though, I was watching an oblivious Luke from behind a pillow, loving the up close veiw of his beauty. Calum and Michael noticed.

I saw them from the corner of my eye, laughing and glancing at me. When Michael finally shut off the tv, it took me a few seconds to register that it was off since my attention was still focused on the blue eyed boy laying on my uncomfortably hard erection.

Michael whispered something in Calum's ear, causing him to giggle and nod happily.

"Luke, I think you're making Ashton uncomfortable." Calum blurted, earning a slap from Michael. "Ow."

Luke finally looked back at me, noticing my flustered face, and the strange budge poking his back. His face reddened and he squealed the smallest bit. "Ashy I'm so sorry!"

"It's all good." I groaned as he shifted, accidentally grinding his butt on my hard on. "I'm just really sore from PE is all." I lied through gritted teeth.

There was confusion on his face for a split second before he smirked maliciously. "Yeah that new PE teacher is brutal, I know how you feel." He then shifted again, making me clench onto the poor pillow, trying to retain my sanity as the boy of my dreams ground his stupid perfect butt against me. That little minx.

Calum and Michael had lost interest, not questioning the easy fib. "Truth or dare boys hold on to your panties." Michael yipped excitedly, sounding more and more like a small prepubescent boy with each sentence.

"I love that you put it that way, dork." Calum snorted, untangling his legs from Michael's so they could scoot onto the floor. "You guys are playing come on." Calum then yelled our way.

"I rather like it on the couch to be honest." Luke grinned cheekily, slipping his fingers just under the waistband of my boxers, for added emphasis.

"Yeah." I gasped, obviously, knowing there would definitely be a tent in the lose material of my sweats if I attempted to stand up. "What if you guys just come over here?"

They crawled over, sitting near the edge of the couch, not knowing of the large hand down my pants, teasing with a confidence that I didn't know Luke possessed.

"Luke." Calum said seriously. And I was sure that we had been caught.