Starlight Lovers (Lashton a.u.)

Undressed

-Luke's POV-

I woke up in Ashton's arms. He was awake, stroking my hair, glancing down at me. "So, what do you wanna do today?" He asked.

"I was thinking we should get drunk. Fuck shit up. Same old, same old. I'm tired of being bored." I replied, calmly.

"That's fine with me," Ash nodded, agreeing.

"Let's go." I confirmed it, once more.

We both got up, and showered. Not gonna go into details on that.

It took nearly an hour for us to shower, considering that I didn't want to shower with Ashton. Not yet, anyways.

"What should I wear?" I asked, shuffling through the drawer.

Ashton glanced at me. "Wear whatever you want. You look amazing in anything." He smiled.

I threw a tshirt and black pants at him. "Here, put these on." He did as told.

I quickly got dressed. Now, what about my hair? "Should I wear my hair in a quiff today, or keep it natural and wear a beanie?" I questioned.

"I like the natural look better." Ashton smiled sheepishly. I tossed him a beanie. Yay, twinnies!

"Off we go!" I yelled. Off we went. Out the door and to the entrance of the liquor store.

Ashton opened the door for me. "Thanks." I thanked him. "No problem." He muttered.

We wandered the aisles, until we found what we were looking for. "VODKA!" I screamed at Ashton. "Haha, vodka it is." He grinned.

"What about whiskey? Whiskey makes you frisky." Ashton smirked.

"Fine." I started laughing. "I guess that it." (A/N: keep in mind they bought a lot of vodka and whiskey)

We walked to the counter and were greeted by a colorful-haired guy. He was technically balding, due to the amount of hair dye he uses. He rung up our items, glancing up for the first time. "Luke! Fancy seeing you. Band practices on Friday. Oh, and it'll be $98.54."

I reached into my back pocket, pulled out my credit card, and gave it to Michael. "Hey Michael, is it is okay if I bring a friend to practice?" I glanced back at Ashton. "He's a drummer." I finished.

"Yeah, sure. That'll be fine." Michael handed my credit card back to me, along with the bags. "Have a great day! See you Friday!" He said, as we left the store.

-

We arrived back at my place somewhat late. It was around 10 pm. We walked in the front door and Ashton set the bags of liquor down on the table. "Vodka!" I screamed, jogging over to the counter.

I opened the bottle, and took a huge swig of it. The vodka stung in my throat, but I choked it down.

- 2 bottles of vodka later

"Woahhhhhh. Who are you?" I nearly tripped over my own feet when I went to poke Ashton. "You're prettttyy." I slurred.

Ashton just laughed at me. He didn't drink a thing. He just sat back and watched me as I was acting stupid. His excuse was, "I wanna be sober in case you decide to frickle frackle."

"Let's get you to bed," Ashton spoke, gently. He grabbed my waist, hoisting me up over his shoulder. I started kicking and screaming, but his grip kept getting tighter.

We started walking to the bedroom, and he sat me down on the bed. "Get some rest." He nodded, pulling the cover over me, before climbing into the bed himself. "Nighty night, lukey pooky." He whispered.

He put his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. I snuggled into his chest. It was the safest place I could be. It was the only place I wanted to be. Right here. With him. "You smell good." I whispered into his chest.

- Author's Note-

Since I know half of you guys can't wait a week for a new chapter, I decided to give you all a little present. Sure, it's a sucky present, but hey! If you have gotten this far, and continued with the book. Congrats! I salute you. Love you all. I hope you have a fabulous week. Oh & a big huge thank you to everyone who actually reads these author notes. You are amazing.

xx Savannah