5SOS Preferences and Requests (Part 2)

He's A Ghost (Lashton) (The Feels Edition)

HAPPY HALLOWEEN FLOPPY DISHTOWELS!!! ENJOY SOME SPOOKY 5SOS! (OK NOT SO SPOOKY BUT STILL) I'M SORRY FOR THE BAD FEELS. BUT I'M NOT ACTUALLY

Ashton:  The house was cold and the windowsills were covered with dust, the shutters keeping it inside. Your flashlight was the only source of light in the whole house. It was a bit eerie, but it made your heart race with adrenaline. The dare you received was a little shaky at first, but as soon as you walked inside, you felt completely fine. You explored the old, creaky house and admired the antique feel of it. For an abandoned home it was actually quite nice inside. The furniture still looked new and the wallpaper wasn't cracking. How is that even possible? You walked further and a loud thump sounded from behind you. You whipped around and no one was there. But on the floor, lay a black box that obviously wasn't there before. You hesitated before you bent down and opened the dust covered box. Inside was a stack of photos wrapped in tissue paper. You pulled the paper away and began leafing through the old pictures. You recognized the house, but it was a lot brighter and cheerful in the pictures. Most of the photos were of, what you guessed, was a twenty year old boy with hazel eyes and curly hair. Others showed him with younger siblings and his mother. He looked happy. Then you got to the picture that made you drop the stack and cover your mouth. "Awful isn't it?" A voice said from above you. Slowly looking up, you saw the boy from the pictures perched on a shelf. You sucked in a breath and stared. "How... What?" You said shocked and a bit frightened. He floated down from his shelf and stood in front of you with a mournful look. "I didn't mean to scare you. It's just you're the first person I've seen in years. It gets lonely in this house." He admitted with the voice of an angel. You blinked and took a small step back, hitting the edge of the box and started to fall backwards. His hands reached out and caught you before you could hit the ground. You looked at him and took in the reality of what was happening. "Thank you." He nodded and pulled you upright before smiling. "Even in death I can make a girl fall for me." He joked and you raised an eyebrow. "How can you be so good natured about all of this?" You asked and he sighed. "I think of my humanity. That's why I keep those photos to remind me of who I was. I can't lose that." You sympathized with him and awkwardly put a hand on his shoulder, not knowing if it would go through him. It didn't. "I'm so sorry.....?" You started and he grinned. "Ashton." You nodded and looked in his eyes. "I'm so sorry Ashton. I can't imagine what you've been through." You said, the last picture flashing in your mind. "The worst thing is, I can't remember what it feels like." He whispered. "Can't remember what what feels like?" You questioned and looked at his expression. "A heartbeat. Love. Hope." He turned away and glided over to the photos that were strewn about over the floor. He picked up a picture of himself and frowned. "I don't even recognize myself." You walked forward and took the picture from his hand and studied it and himself. "Your eyes are a little dimmer and you're paler. But I can see you. I can see that happiness in your eyes deep down. It's still there." You assessed and handed back the photo. His hand brushed against yours and you shivered. "I'm sorry. I'm not the warmest being." He mumbled and you smiled and took his hand. "That's Ok. I'm not either." You giggled and you swear you saw his cheeks glow.

Luke:  It started on a weekend in May. You moved into a new house and you weren't exactly thrilled about it. But the one thing you couldn't complain about was your best friend. He came with the house whether you liked it or not. His name was Luke and he was a ghost. Yes, I kid you not. A ghost. He wasn't one of those see through, hazy, creepy ghosts, he was a gentle, very much real ghost. At first he was a bit hesitant about you living there and tried to scare you a few times but it never worked. It was now October and you knew everything about each other. Luke always made sure you were healthy and happy and would fall apart if you weren't. Even if he technically had no pulse, you knew he had a heart. Sometimes you'd get upset because he wouldn't show himself in front of others and sometimes even you if he was in a bad mood. Other times you'd get mad and tell him to go away. Today was one of those days. He kept commenting on your emotions and your moodiness and you snapped and told him to shove something up a certain body part. Needless to say, he disappeared for the day. You sat on the couch and thought about what he said and realized he was right. You were feeling out of control of your emotions. They overcame you and took over your life. You've held them in for so long that they exploded and wouldn't stop. Tears streamed down your face and you curled into a ball on the couch. You stayed like this for about an hour before you felt arms pick you up and bring you into his lap. He stroked your hair and kept you close and sang with his beautiful voice. He was awfully comforting for a ghost. He was definitely cold, but in a good way. His spirit and ambition is what kept him from being ice cold. He never spoke of his death but he would always say, "Everything happens for a reason." if you asked him about it. "Y/N I wish I could comfort you the way a living boy could." He whispered and brushed his lips over your forehead. "I wish I could warm you up and press you against my chest so you could heart my heart beat just for you." He added and you held him closer. "I'd take you over a selfish jerk any day Luke. You make me feel like I'm worth something." You mumbled against his pale neck. He rested his head on top of yours and kept his arms twisted around you. "You're worth more than the stars." He spoke softly. "You shine brighter and you're more beautiful." You nuzzled his neck and closed your eyes hearing his tender words. "I am?" You asked and he lifted your chin to look you in the eyes. "No star compares to you Y/N." You sucked in a breath and got lost in his blue grey eyes. He cupped your face and lightly touched his cool lips to yours. The room spun and his kiss made you forget your worries. When he pulled away, he lingered and slowly moved his gaze to yours. "I'm in love with you Y/N. I know I can't give you things a normal guy can, but I can give you my love. And if my heart beat, I'd give that to you too." He said with a chuckle. You smiled and touched his cheek. "My heart beats for the both of us. I love you too Luke."