Prompt: Ashton's the punk. Lukes the nerd. (Short Luke again because why not)
Luke hated school. Okay well no he didn't hate school, he just hated the people at school. They always made fun of him for being to smart. Like how is someone to smart?
He liked his teachers. And his teachers liked him. But everyone else disliked Luke.
Everyone except for one person. Ashton Irwin. The toughest boy in school. Heavily tattooed, and had lots of piercing. Ashton liked Luke. A whole lot, but its not like he would tell anyone.
But imagine being Luke....
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One day I was walking through the halls of my terrible school. Today felt different. I didn't know why though. I wondered if it had something to do with Ashton.
Ashton Irwin to be exact. Hes hot. And I'm not only saying that because hes been my school crush since like fourth grade. He's the schools toughest boy. With his tattoos and piercing.
I'm being dead serious when I say he's hot.
I was walking through the halls. They were practically empty, only a few students roaming around. I was on my way to lunch, when a body slammed into mine and my back was pressed against the wall.
After letting out a small groan I looked up and saw the Ashton Irwin looking down at me. I gulped as he smirked.
"Hey Lukey." I blushed slightly from the name. And also the fact that he knew who I was.
"H-hi A-"
Before I could even finish my reply, his lips were pressed to mine. I guess this is what was different about today.
To say I was confused was an understatement. I thought I was dreaming...But only because I've had this dream I few times. *blushes*
But I was one hundred present sure this wasn't a dream.
Of course, since he's my crush I allowed him to kiss me and pin me against the wall. I couldn't believe I was in the empty halls making out with this boy.
Me, Luke Hemmings the nerd, and him, Ashton Irwin the bad boy, were making out.
When he pulled away, I opened my eyes and looked at him in a confused manor. He just smirked and smacked his lips before walking away.
I stood their and blinked a few times, just staring at the spot he was last standing in. Then the bell rang and I was snapped out of my stare.
Now you see. I would have been fine, with a random kiss. But the thing was. It happened again. This time it was in the locker room.
And he left with no words just like before. Then it seemed like a weekly thing. It happened every Wednesday. Then it happened every other day. Now it was a daily thing.
I was confused. Why would this boy, take time out of his day to, kiss me? I'm the nerd. The most hated person in school.
It confused me. But I didn't complain.
After about two weeks of it happening, I prepared myself for the next one.
So the time when I was pushed against the lockers and lips were centimeters from touching my neck, I pushed him off. Okay not really pushed but enough to slip out from under him.
"What are you doing?"
He made a sound, which to be honest was adorable, before spinning around. "What do you mean? I'm kissing you."
I sighed. "Obviously. But why. Why are you suddenly kissing me and marking up my neck like you own me?"
Ashton shrugged. "Because I can."
I crossed my arms. "No you can't. This is my choice, to I should get a say in it. If you wanna kiss someone everyday Ashton, you should at least ask them out first."
Right as I began walking away, he grabbed my hand and pulled me back, making me stumble into his chest. He gave me a small cheeky smile.
"Okay. Then will you go out with me?"
I scoffed. "Why? You don't even know me."
He smiled. "Actually I do." He pushed my glasses up the bridge of my nose for me and I blushed slightly.
"I know a lot about you. Like that you love to read. And how your great friends with all the teachers. How you love photography. You like studying on weekdays and not weekends. You like tattoos that have meaning, but you'll never get one. I know that you like me."
My breath hitched and I swallowed. "H-how do you know all that?"
"I've snuck in the principals office a few times, and over heard some stuff."
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "W-why?"
He smiled a little more. "Because I like you...and I wanted to get to know you better, and see if I had any pf the same interests."
I blushed a little more. "Okay..." I looked down.
He chuckled and tiled my head up. "So can I kiss you now?" "O didn't answer your first question."
He chuckled again. "Okay. Again. Will you go out with me."
I hummed and pretended it think about it. "Um..yes."
He smiled and pulled me a little closer. "Well good. That means I can mark you all I want."
He mumbled before pressing our lips together. I made a small noise and kissed him back. This kiss was different. It was slow, unlike the other ones, which were rough and hurried. We pulled away and out noses brushed. He pushed my glasses up my nose again and I blushed.
"Mine."
I'm sorry I haven't updated any lately. I've had terrible writers block and today just wasn't good. I'll update more I promise.
There will be more parts to this oneshot.
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-Sharbear
