infatuation // lashton

23

(a/n if you still can't see chapter 22, private message me and I'll send it to you (: ALSO BE READY FOR TRIPLE UPDATE BC I HAVE THE REST OF THE STORY ALL WRITTEN!!!)

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Everything was- calm. As if Ashton wasn't going to die in a few days.

Slow music flooded through Ashton's small brick house as he finished up his letter to Luke. He was happy, he could smell the cookies Luke was baking downstairs; and surprisingly enough, he didn't feel overly drained from writing his final words to his husband. He felt some sort of finality, it made his heart beat a little steadier.

He set his pencil down and tucked the note in to an envelope before setting it on his- their- bedside table. He tipped his head back, resting it on the headboard. He was really tired, his body didn't move the way he wanted it to anymore, he was getting weaker by the day. It bothered him, of course; but Luke didn't hesitate to carry him wherever he needed to go, so he was okay. Ashton loved him so much, he didn't think about anyone other than Luke anymore, not even Calum.

Ashton took a deep breath, willing as much air in to his lungs as he possibly could before he called out, "Luke?"

There was a clatter downstairs and then the sound of rapid footsteps ascending the stairs and suddenly Luke was at the bedroom door, slightly out of breath.

"Yes, princess?"

Ashton smiled, "Can you help me downstairs?"

Luke mumbled a small "Of course", and Ashton willed his legs over the side of the bed. He felt Luke's hands grip lightly on to his waist and Ashton stood up slowly, fighting back a grin as he pretended to fall. Luke immediately reacted, pulling Ashton's body against his to prevent him from falling, and Ashton let a small smile spread across his face as he placed his arms on Luke's shoulders. He began to sway back and forth, and Ashton almost wanted to laugh at the confused expression etched in to Luke's features. But Luke soon caught on and laughed, loosening his grip on Ashton's waist and began to slowly dance with his husband.

"Gotta give it to you, that was smooth as fuck."

Ashton laughed and rested his head on Luke's shoulder, "I was just thinking that we've never danced together. I've always loved slow dancing."

Luke rested his chin on top of Ashton's curls as they gently swayed in each other's embrace.

It was Luke who broke the comfortable silence, "Do you want to call Harry and Lauren today? They probably miss you a lot."

Ashton nodded.

"I wish they lived closer to Sydney. I wish I could see them one last time before I go."

"We'll set up Skype, how does that sound?"

Ashton smiled brightly and placed a kiss on Luke's collarbone, something he'd done regularly since the first time he'd laid eyes on the blonde.

"That sounds great. Thank you."

Luke swallowed down the lump in his throat but his voice betrayed him anyways, cracking as he spoke, "Anything for you, love."

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A/N

this was short

but i almost cried when i wrote the dancing part because that's what my grandpa did to my grandma approximately two days before he passed away, except they ballroom danced across their kitchen, it was truly beautiful & i really miss him //:

it also didn't help that the playlist i was listening to had a fuckton of ed sheeran in it

two more chapters + an epilogue (:

*charlie the unicorn voice* the end is niiiigh

i love you all.

-anna xx