daunt

twenty

"who's texting?" ashton managed to ask in between their kissing. he now had luke in his lap, his hands on his small hips, putting all of his energy into giving the younger boy the best make out session of his life.

"sierra." luke mumbled, too focused on ashton's lips to elaborate any further; not that ashton seemed to care anyway. his fingertips were edging luke's shirt up and he was stroking the soft skin on the boy's hips lovingly. he pulled away from the kissing to stare up at luke's pretty face and see how blissed out the blond looked.

"my parents aren't home." ashton said slowly, his eyes full of lust and love for the skinny boy.

luke raised an eyebrow and giggled. "might be better to make out there rather than here where if i tip backwards i'll be falling off the bridge edge and into the water."

ashton rolled his eyes and patted luke's ass as he stood up and moved away from the edge, waiting for ashton to do the same when there was a beep of a horn from a car, and both ashton and luke's necks snapped in that direction.

sierra.

the lights on the car went out and luke heard the car door open before he saw sierra come storming out of it, and before he knew it, sierra was in his face.

"luke, i thought we had a date planned tonight?" she pestered, eventhough that wasn't true at all. "why have you ditched me, and why are you with ashton?"

"fuck off sierra. luke's gay." ashton slurred, chuckling lightly afterward.

all luke could do was make a horrified face and awkwardly laugh. "ashton, you're drunk." he nervously tried to play it off, but the curly haired boy wasn't having it.

"yeah, i might be drunk but i still have half a brain. everyone knows you don't like girls." he snorted.

luke had never wanted to kiss and also hit someone at the same time more than what he did at that moment.