Amnesia // lashton

1.3

1.3 » michael (wut)

Something I didn't expect was Ashton coming to my house, crying--well more like sobbing, but you get the point. At some point Ashton had fallen asleep on top of me, not that I minded. I mean that's what friends are for, right.

I'm still trying to understand how Ashton can just ram a knife into Luke's shoulder by throwing it. I'm confused.

Ashton's phone hasn't stopped ringing and it's bugging me and I'm positive it's Luke, but I don't want to answer it. I sigh, playing with Ashton's curls. He stirs a bit, not waking up. As his phone continues to buzz, I reach over for it.

I press the answer button, "Listen here you dick. Ashton doesn't want your pathetic excuse of how sorry you are. Sometimes I pitty you and sometimes I just want to kill you. So fuck off and stop calling Ashton, what he did was an accident, but that gave you no right to throw a fucking clipboard at hit nose. He came crying to me with a bloody nose. Don't come near him. I won't hesitate to punch you in front of him," I end the call.

"Mikey,"

"Yes Ashton,"

"Was that Luke?"

"Yes Ashton,"

» ashton

I'm glad it's Saturday, but that means I have to go home and prep, so that my mum doesn't scold at me for not having a clean house.

"How you holding up," Michael asks, bringing a planter of French toast. Did I ever mention how much I love Michael?

I shrug my shoulders. "Pretty alright, I guess. I mean there's a bruise near my eye, but I'm fine," I say stuffing my mouth with food.

"You really have no manners do you,"

"Nope," I say chewing my food. I swallow. "By the way I need to go back home and clean my house, so if you want to come along."

"I don't mind I've got nothing to do. Evelyn left to go visit some family in the states,"

"Well I guess it's just me, you, and Calum,"

//

I finish cleaning up as I wait for Calum and Michael to come back from getting dinner. I made sure to tell them to bring paper plates and cups, so that I wouldn't have to wash the dishes again and I'm glad that I did a pretty decent job.

There's a knock on the door and I frown. Weird, Michael usually bursts through the door, not giving a care in the world. I put the rag over my shoulder and walk towards the door. I open the door and sigh. He looks down at me, hands stuffed in his pockets.

"What are you doing here," I ask, my voice shaky a bit.

"I came here to apologise--"

"No. No you can't, you can't just expect me to just accept your fucking apology, no that's not how things work," I hiss. "How'd you find me either way."

He smirks, eyes filled with lust. "I have my ways Irwin. Did you really think you could run away from the past. Oh princess you're wrong--"

"Don't call my boyfriend princess," a voice growls. Ryan frowns and I see Luke come into view.

"So you left me for this piece of shit,"

"That piece of shit, will and always be a much better boyfriend than you ever were," I spat at him. When they say they don't know what hit them, I guess they do mean it.

"Don't you fucking touch my boyfriend," Luke yells, throwing himself onto Ryan. I feel blood run into my mouth and I see Luke taking punches at Ryan and vice versa.

"Hey stop, both of you!" I yell, pulling Luke away. "Stop, go inside now--and you, you little fucking manwhore, leave before I call the popo!"

"Really Ashton, popo--"

"Shut the fuck up," I scream at Luke. His eyes turn dark and he walks inside. Ryan stands up.

"I'll be back for you princess," he smacks my bum, earning a squeal.

"Hey--"

"Don't you dare," I growl at Luke. Michael and Calum come into view. "Great where were you two when I needed you two."

"Sorry?" Michael says.

//

Michael and Calum are currently watching a scary movie, while I'm sending my mum her tickets through via email, or the confirmation

"Ashton--"

"I don't want to talk Luke," I say clicking send. I look up at him and see he still has some blood on his face. "C'mere."

I sigh, pointing to the chair. I get a wet rag and walk back to Luke. I grab his chin--a little too rough--and begin to clean some of the blood still on his face. I could notice Luke's blue irises staring at me. I clean some blood from his cheek. I feel Luke's hands snake towards my waist as they bring me closer to him. "Luke stop," I say. He tugs me closer to him, so that I'm sitting ontop of him. I turn away, not wanting to look him.

"Ashton..." Luke mumbles, his hands cupping my face. He turns my face.

» luke (oh my...)

Never in my four months of knowing Ashton have I seen him so... scared, so heartbroken. "Oh Princess..."

"I-I... I'm sorry okay," Ashton quietly says. "I'm s-sorry L-Lukey--I'm sorry."

I hug him as he keeps mumbling how sorry he is. "Princess," I mumble.

"I'm sorry--"

"Hey Princess look at me," I mumble. Ashton slowly looks up at me. I wipe his tears away. "D-Don't cry Princess--"

"I-I'm so-ory-y,"

"Oh Princess don't apologise. you--this is my fault. I'm so sorry for hurting you. I didn't mean to. Jesus Princess I'm sorry,"

I kiss him on the cheek. Leaving kisses until I reach his lips. "I'm sorry Princess," I mumble against his lips.

a/n: sorry it took me forever to write this but next chapter will include the Irwin's!! yay!! mama Irwin is coming to bite your head off. and sorry it's short too. on the bright side I made a new cover. hope you like that and thanks for 2.8K reads. thank you all for that. I appreciate it.

- hemmoxirwiin