I walk out of school and towards Tobias' car. I saw Luke once today and waved at him. He seemed a lot worse today. He's a good kid, he's nice and cute and somewhat innocent. It kinda sucks knowing what he's going through."What's happenin' my loyal brotha" Tobi said in a weird accent.
"Ew. Shut up." I grimace.
"Don't look at me like that." He laughs.
We for the second time, drove to the weird but really nice highschool where the support group was being held at.
"Do I need to drag you in like I did last time?" He asks.
I roll my eyes and climb out the car, slamming the door. Just for that extra affect. Tobias drove away as fast as he could. I couldn't help but laugh at that as I walked into the music room. I know I'm pretty late. Everyone's necks snap up at me as I walk towards an empty seat in the middle of Michael and Luke.
"Alright, guys. I seemed to have made a mistake by forgetting to give everyone my name." She says, "It's Carol, sorry for that."
"Finally." Luke muttered.
I bit down on my finger to keep myself from laughing.
"As you guys can see, we have someone new."
Everyone looked at a girl with pink hair and pale blue eyes. She had crutches and her leg from the knee down was gone. She smiled awkwardly and goes back to her phone.
"This Flannery." Carol introduces her to the group, "Now that we have an even group of people, our pairs will be easier."
I look over at Ashton. I wonder if he will have to have supervision by Carol.
"Here are the pairs, Sabine and Skite, Michael and Luke, Flannery and Tessy, Ashton and Calum."
I look back at Ashton. He stares down at the ground, as usual, messing with his fingers. I glance down at his fingers. They were really long, I know that's a weird thing to notice but I can't help it. They could probably do so many things. I lick lips then shake my head and try not to think about it.
"Alright, get in your groups and this time you'll be discussing your problems. What's been the hardest for you and things like that."
I grab my chair and scoot over to Ashton. Once I sat in my chair, he pushes his back a little.
"Don't worry," I say, "I'm not gunna touch you or anything."
He looks at me with worried eyes but nods.
"So, Ashton, tell me about you problem." I say, leaning back in my seat.
"I dunno what to say..." He mumbles.
I think for a brief moment, "Why don't you like people touching you?"
He shrugs, "It makes me feel dirty and unsanitized.."
"Really?" I ask.
He nods.
"Man, we are complete opposites. I love people touching me."
He laughs lightly which made my heart flutter just a little. Maybe this support group thing won't be that bad, everything is much better when there's cute boys. But it's no fun when the cute boys are straight boys so I'll have to figure out if he's straight.
"What if you want to like... I dunno, hold a cute girls hand or something."
"I don't like girls." He admits, blushing.
Fuck yeah, you don't. My stomach turns with excitement when he says that. This is definitely going to be a lot more fun.
"Okay well what if you want to hold a cute guys hand." I correct myself.
He shrugs.
I stare at him for a while. He's really attractive. He's got this perfectly tanned and really nice arms. All sculpted like he goes to the gym everyday. His eyes are a really pretty hazel colour and his hair is light- almost blonde, brownish color and super curly. And don't even get me started on the dimples.
"Are you kidding me?!" Someone shouts.
Everyone turns to Luke who was standing up in front of Michael. I turned to Ashton who looks at me, shrugging. I gave him a grimacing look before turning back to shouting Luke.
AN: so y'all know the "grimacing emoji" well that's what I meant by Calum's look towards Ashton lol 😬😬😬
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eccentric 》 muke | cashton
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