~ Lashton One Shots ~

The Flower Crown

Ashton is a Senior and Luke is a Sophomore. Ashton has seen Luke around school and really likes him. Luke has noticed Ashton a couple of times and really wants to get to know him better.

Ashton's POV

I have to head to my first class, so I quickly grab my books and shut my locker. I turned around to walk to class, but then, I saw something. Someone. Perfection. It was Luke Hemmings. He's so hot, but I don't have the nerve to talk to him. He waved at me and I waved back with a slight smile. I know that he's a Sophomore and that I'm a Senior, but age doesn't matter. I just wanna be with him. Yeah, I've talked to him a couple of times, but this is different. He lives on the street next to mine, so I could go to his house anytime I'd like, but that'd just prove that I'm a stalker and that's not going to happen. I carry on with the rest of the day. None of it was fun, though. Just what I usually do. When I got home, I threw my bag onto my bed and pulled out my phone from my pocket. I have to text Mikey. He's one of my best friends, and he knows that I've been crushing on Luke for a while.

Guess what? Luke waved at me! :-)

That's what I texted him. In a couple of minutes, I got a response.

Great job! Ashton, all he did was wave.

Mikey was just sarcastic. I decided to just check all my social media and after that, I was just bored. I just sat on my bed looking at the wall thinking of Luke. He's just a tall, handsome guy and if he was here right now, I bet I couldn't keep my hands off of him. He's probably into girls, anyway. I have to have the nerve to talk to him, though. I have a great idea! Maybe I could go over to his house and just try to talk to him and ask him if he'd maybe wanna do something sometime. That was my idea earlier, but at least I won't sound that big of a stalker. It was only 4:00. I got dressed in nice clothes for once and did my bandana as nice as I could. I went into my yard and found some flowers. Out of those flowers, and a few other things I found lying around my house, I created a flower crown. Luke would look great in it. His blond hair. Those dreamy, blue eyes. Okay, now it was the time. I walked out of my house and started to make my way down the street. When I reached his house, I walked up the steps and felt my heart thumping fast and loud. What if he isn't into boys? What if he already has a girlfriend? What if he thinks I'm a stalker for showing up at his house? All these questions were jumping around in my mind, and without thinking, I rang the doorbell, the flower crown in my hand. Now my heart was randomly just skipping beats. When a tall, handsome, blue -eyed guy opened it, my heart just stopped for a moment. "Hi, I'm Ashton." I said. "Oh, hey. I've seen you around school before. I think we've talked a little bit before." He said. Holding out his hand to shake. "Oh, yeah. I'm Luke." He said. "So, I was gonna ask you something." I said to him, my smile growing wider and wider just looking into his eyes. "Sure, what's up?" He asked. "Uh, I know we haven't really hung out before because I'm 2 years older than you, but I was wondering if you maybe wanted to catch a movie on Friday?" I asked, trying to keep my smile on, even though I was really nervous on the inside. "A movie? Sort of like a date?" He asked. "Yeah, I mean you don't have to come. I totally understand if you don't want to." I said, feeling my cheeks turn red. "Yeah. I'd love to catch a movie." He responded. I was really surprised. My crush, Luke Hemmings, has just agreed to go to a movie with me. "Yeah, so I'll meet you at your house at 6:00?" He asked with a smile that made his hair and eyes look more beautiful than they already are. "Yeah, 6:00 is perfect." I said. "Great. It's a date. See you then." He said. He was about to close the door when I stopped him. "Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. This is something I sort of made." I said handing him the flower crown. He put it on and he looked amazing in it. "I love it. How do I look?" He asked me. "You look hot." I accidentally let slip out my mouth. "Thanks, you're pretty hot yourself." He said. I felt myself blush. I bet he could tell that I was nervous. He leaned in and left a kiss on my cheek, which just made it redder. "I'll see you Friday." I said and walked back down the street.