Don't ; Lashton

Chapter Three// Not-So-Mama's Boy

5 years ago

"Hey loser." His voice was playful, teasing like always. Luke can't remember a time the boy wasn't mean to him. "Why do you always choose to pick on me?" Luke whined. He hated the boy so much, what had Luke ever done to him? "Because you aren't mine" He mumbled. But Luke didn't hear him. Luke never heard him.

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Present Day

It's not that Luke didn't love his mother, and that his mother didn't love him.

They just weren't close and they didn't always see eye to eye. His mother didn't like the eever growing collection of tattoos on her sons skin. Luke didn't like the fake preppy attitude whenever the pair had a meeting with Luke's principle or the therapist the boy had to visit.

His mother tried her best to be patient with Luke and make sure though.

Even though her son wasn't home as often as he should be.

Even though Luke treated his mother as if she didn't give birth to him and as if she didn't matter.

But she understood why he was so cold but she absolutely hated how he spoke with her and how he acted and what he'd do to himself because she only wanted the best for him.

Luke knew that.

And Luke loved being able to irritate his mother. He loved her, yes, but that didn't mean he respected her.

It wasn't like she ever tried to stop him form getting another tattoo or piercing or dying his hair a different color (he used to do it with his friend Michael), she didn't even scold him when he came home high or saw his drugs in his room.

And maybe it made him think she didn't care. Maybe she didn't love him.

So why would he stop doing the acts that made him see colors and see whole different perspectives and find his own personal nirvana.

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"Luke?" voice small and scared. 

"What do you want?" His voice was venomous and slurred and angry and just not Luke.

Well the old Luke.

"What happened? Why can't you get over it?" Luke actually kind of felt bad. His own mother sounded afraid of him. She sounded like even speaking with Luke was a challenge. He was in his room behind a closed door and he could hear the despair and fear his mother. It's not like he was going to hit her. Luke would never hit a woman.

"Because I can't Elizabeth now shut th fuck up and leave me alone."

"I just miss you honey. I'm so sorry for what I did but it was for the greater good." Luke sighed and got up of his bed, opening the door seeing Elizabeth, who frankly, looked like she hasn't slept in ages. But Luke looked no better, eyes red and hair disarray. Smoke floated from the room.

"You ripped the only thing that made me happy sober away from how can I just fucking 'get over' that ,you dumbass"

"I just miss you Luke, come back."

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I know this seems kinda boring right now but i just want everyone to get an understanding of the boys characters.

I know the chapters are short but they're gonna be short because not much happens before the boys properly become friends.

this had 666 reads last time i checked and i laughed way too hard.

and 

i made a cashton story if you like that and it's a texting thing so yeah it's called "I Miss You"

i also have a new story that'll be up soon Called "Adore You" and it's gonna be Muke and hella fluffly lmao

i have so many story ideas hehe

sorry for the self promo even though i'm pretty sure people skip my (A/N)'s

and i'm gonna try and do dedications but i suck at picking people lmao

I love you almost as much as I like Calum's butt(thats a hella lot)

-Ausha