Love Me So I Can Live

Chapter 14: I Feel Like A Kid Again

A/N: Hi, I’m updating, if you couldn’t tell! Love you all. Enjoy this crap chapter! Possible trigger warning?

Chapter 14: I Feel Like A Kid Again

Luke’s POV

I woke up the next morning, my head slightly sore. Ashton’s small warm body was curled up next to me, a happy smile spread on his sleeping face. The more I felt awake, the more I felt the long scratches down my back and the bruises on my hips. I didn’t feel pain in the marks; there were only memories of the night before.

I gazed down at Ashton, my mind still foggy from the spiked brownies. He looked more beautiful than ever, his hair plastered to his forehead, his mouth rounded to that perfect ‘oh’. He smiled deviously before flipping us so that I was on the bottom. “I’m going to make you so happy, baby.” He cooed to me. “I’m going to make you feel loved, so that those never happen again.” Ashton leaned down and pecked my face, then placed small butterfly kisses to my wrists.

“Isn’t it my job to protect you?” I chuckled, trying not to moan. Ashton laughed and stood up.

“Now it’s my turn.” He leaned in, and guided himself into me.

I smiled fondly, and gazed at my hand that was intertwined with Ashton's. Both of our wrists were covered in lines, but healing lines none the less. White lines, some more broad than others stood out bright, but I looked away and instead looked at our hands. The hands that were woven so perfectly together that they made me smile.

I heard Ashton take a deep breath before lifting his head slowly. A sleepy smile covered his dimpled cheeks. “Morning, Lukey.”

“Morning, Ashy.” I kissed his nose softly.

“I’m sore.” Ashton whined to me, making me chuckle. I looked at his torso which was littered with love bites. I knew there would be a few scratches matching my own on his back, same with some bruises on the hips.

“So am I.” I soothed. “You really feel it in the bum, don’t ya?” I asked as dull pain streamed through my body. Ash laughed lightly and sat up slowly as he did so. He got off the bed, the sheets no longer hiding his amazing body. For the first time in happy circumstances, I saw him fully. Though he was covered in scars and love bites, he was as flawless as ever. He turned around and stared at me softly.

“Like what you see?” Ashton asked sarcastically. I nodded, biting into my lower lip as I did so. Ashton turned around and pulled on a pair of Ninja Turtle boxers. “Can I ask you something, Luke?” he asked me as he returned by my side in bed.

“Like 20 questions?” I joked. “If you ask something, I ask something.” Ashton nodded at me, his eyes shining with fondness.

“Why do you hurt yourself?” Ashton trailed his hands over my abdomen where many scratches and scars were embedded. I closed my eyes; pain swirled through my mind even though I knew this moment would come.