Dying on the inside || Lashton

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(Ashton's POV)

I walked back to the hotel room, in tears. He didn't understand. No one did. It wasn't his fault. He couldn't control his feelings.

I washed my face,and then took my blade back out and put it in my suitcase so no one else will find it.

I decided to go out and find Luke. Knowing him, he probably wandered off and got lost.

I opened the door to find Calum.

"Hey ash!" He was bubbly today, and I wasn't sure why. "Mikey, come on!" He yelled down the hall.

Michael ran down the hall, smiling like an idiot.

"What's with you too?" I asked.

"Fans." Cal said, before pushing me out of the way to get inside.

"Hey, where's Luke?" Michael asked.

"I don't know. I was gunna go find him now." I answered before running out of the room and towards the back of the hotel to check if he was still outside.

Of course, he wasn't. I walked around for a while and finally found him wandering in the front, looking at fans outside, where they couldn't see him.

"Luke."I said, making him jump.

"What's up ash?" He smiled.

"Nothing. Now come on. We've gotta head back."

"Wait. Are you at least going to try?" He asked, concerned.

I groaned. "Fine. I'll try. Only for you."

Luke smiled an hugged me. Suddenly, I felt butterflies. I swallowed as he let me go and stepped away.

He took my hand and led me back to the hotel room, still smiling like the idiot he is. I still felt butterflies when he was touching me. I never felt like this around Luke.

I unlocked our room, running inside.

Michael was on his laptop, Calum on his phone.

Luke's smiled faded, and he dropped my hand, making the butterflies die.

"Um." I said, quietly.

Michael looked up, still smiling. "Hey, where were you too?"

I giggled.

"We were watching some fans." Luke smiled.

"Do you know how nice they are, even though they're obsessed with us?" Calum asked, his eyes lighting up.

"Hah. I know, I talked to some a few days ago when I went for that walk."

"Hey, what time is sound check tomorrow?" Luke asked, changing the subject.

"I think it's at 3:30. I'm not positive though." Michael answered.

I walked into the bedroom to get my phone and check.

"No, it's at 3." I called.

I shoved my phone in my back pocket and walked back into the livingroom.

I plopped down next to Luke, and he grabbed my hand and gave me a small smile.

~*~

Sound check was pretty basic. It went well, and we had 4 hours til show time.

I walked around the stadium for an hour, checking it out and looking for early coming fans.

I only found three fans, and one was on a shift, working there.

The first took a picture, and the second one had me sign her phone case.

Afterwards, I couldn't help but stand outside our dressing room and listen to Luke practice his vocals for the show. I think I have fallen for the blonde.