Secret - Lashton

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"Why do we have to fight? I nominate the leaders to do it. Settle this fucking feud for once and for all." One random guy yells and shouts of agreement could be heard.

This fucking feud, by the way, started when a group of footballers and rebels vandalised the school, blaming it on each other, starting a long-running feud which was been long-running ever since.

Ashton turns to look at Luke, leader of the 'rebels', who has a huge smirk on his face. He pushes himself off the wall and walks into the middle of the circle that had been formed out of members of both groups. He stands waiting for the football captain to do the same.

Ashton huffs and steps into the middle as chants of 'FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT, FIGHT' are getting gradually louder.

Ashton shrugs and throws the first punch, clipping Luke's jaw.

"Didn't picture you as being able to pack a good punch, ball boy." Luke smirks, rubbing his jaw.

"You shouldn't judge someone before you know them, I guess." Ashton smirks, trying to hide the grin. He sees a look flash through Luke's eyes.

"C'mon I don't want to be wasting my time!" A girl shouts.

"Well I don't want to be going to hospital." Ashton sasses back and a few people decide to leave, realising how long this 'fight' could be.

"C'mon. I bet you fight like a girl."

Luke snarls and Ashton turns to see who's still watching.

Whilst Ashton is distracted, Luke slams his fist into his temple.

Ashton slams to the floor and Luke launches himself on top of Ashton, punching him wherever he can get it.

Ashton shoves Luke off and spits out blood.

"This is pathetic!" Someone cries.

Ashton narrows his eyes.

"Would you rather try?"

Silence.

"Didn't think so. Just fucking leave. We'll tell you whoever won tomorrow." Ashton snarls and around half of each group leave.

Luke watches them go, but he shouldn't have, because Ashton knees him in the stomach and punches his jaw upwards as he bends over, catching Luke's lip, making it bleed around his lip ring.

He hisses and steps back, gently touching his lip as he keeps his eyes locked on Ashton.

Half an hour later, when everyone else had gone apart from Calum and Michael, Ashton feels a tap on his back.

"Mate, I'm going. Tell me what happens, okay?" Calum smiles and Ashton nods, seeing Michael talking to Luke.

Ashton throws another punch for good measure before he meets Luke's gaze.

Smiles overcome both of their faces and they drop to the floor, panting loudly, leaning against the wall, their shoulders pressed together.

"That took ages." Luke huffs, interlocking his fingers with Ashton's.

Ashton grins and presses his lips to Luke's, but Luke hisses so Ashton pulls away.

"Lip." He whimpers slightly.

"Oh shit, I'm so sorry." Ashton apologises. "Here, stand up so I can see." He helps Luke up.

He watches as Luke pulls out the lip ring, holding it as Ashton gently wipes the blood off Luke's lower lip.

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