somebody to love / cashton

Forty Five

Tomorrow night may or may not be the most important night of Calum's entire life, and he made sure everyone knew that.

Calum and Ashton decided to stay back home for a few more days after thanksgiving, instead of going back to their dorm. Calum was currently making a huge mess of their shared room.

Pieces of fabric were flying everywhere, you could barely see the floor. Ashton hides in Mali's room, away from the monster at the sewing machine.

"Ashton!" Calum screams. "I need you to try this on!"

"Oh dear god." Ashton mutters, as he makes his way into their bedroom.

Calum was going all out for the Harry Styles concert, over the top outfits and everything. Ashton wanted to just wear a t-shirt and jeans but Calum simply wouldn't allow it.

"See through fabric and lace is hard to work with so try this on, and I'll hem it." Calum throws a black lace shirt at him.

Ashton puts it on and looks in the mirror. "Calum what even is this?"

Calum rolls his eyes. "It's a recreation of Harry Styles met gala outfit duh."

He comes up behind Ashton and starts pinning things, the needle accidentally pokes him.

"Ouch!"

"Sorry." Calum gives Ashton the puppy dog stare.

Ashton sighs, not being able to resist his eyes. "It's fine."

"You look so good in this, come on you have to agree." Calum says, smiling at him through the mirror.

"Yeah, yeah. You're right."

"Now give it back so I can keep sewing." Calum demands bossily.

Ashton takes off the garment and stands there shirtless, as Calum goes back to his machine. "If I'm wearing that, what are you wearing."

"His outfit on the cover of Fine Line of course." he replies like it's totally obvious.

"Of course, right." Ashton nods his head and goes to leave the room.

"Ashton?"

"Yeah?" Ashton stops in the doorway.

"Thank you, again. This means so much to me."

"I know." He smiles, making Calum happy gave him butterflies. No matter what it takes Ashton is gonna find a way to make the boy fall for him again.

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The next morning Calum is up bright and early. Showering, styling his hair, and getting on his incredibly made outfit. All before the clock struck noon.

Ashton groans, "Why are you ready so early?"

"Because silly, we're leaving the house at 12:30."

"What? But the concert doesn't start until 8pm."

"Ashton, do you know nothing about concerts? Any fan would know you get there at least 7 hours early to be closer to the front of the line. And if we're lucky we might even see Harry walk by!"

Calum is so excited, there is no way in hell Ashton can change his mind. He gets out of bed and starts to get ready before Calum yells at him.

"I don't think I've ever seen you in that shade of pink before." Ashton comments.

"Do I look okay?" Calum asks, almost worried.

"You look great Cal, don't stress. Those white pants do wonders for your thighs." Ashton smirks.