𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞

sixteen

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ashton;

the doorbell rings after three small knocks.
luke hurries to the door, anticipating the guests that were invited.
"i'll get it!" he chimes with a giggle
luke opens the door to a warm hug from calum and michael.
"luke!!" they chant in unison. hearing their enthusiasm to be with luke warms my heart.
luke motions them inside and leads them to the couch where i'm sitting.
"hey ash!" mikey says with a smile
he pulls me into a hug and calum joins in from behind.
"i missed you guys," i say, breaking away from the hug
"it's been too long," calum agrees
"it's about time to play some fifa," michael laughs
"why do you guys like that game?" i sneer, furrowing my brows
"what d'you mean you don't like fifa? everyone likes fifa," luke debates, giving me the same look
"he's just weird," michael snickers, and gestures luke to sit next to him
"ok, you guys can screw around and play that, i'm going to get a snack," i grumble, walking away
the only reason why i bought fifa for michael and calum is because they practically begged me. so after hearing the same pleads over and over again every time they came over, i finally gave in, just to get them to shut up about it.

i walk into the kitchen and grab a banana and a packet of almonds. already, michael's loud voice echoes throughout the room along with calum's teasing. the sweet sound of luke's laugh fills my ears and a symphony floods throughout my entire body.

he's so happy.

i smile to myself as i walk down the small hallway. i pass by the photo wall near the front door, but i walk backwards to examine the photos properly. i gaze over the assortment of framed photos of calum, michael and i. a few of them are from sophomore and freshman year. those were the best years. i fixate my eyes on the photo of the three of us in hawaii. we're sat in the grainy sand with pineapple drinks. i look at the photos of me in europe with the boys under the eiffel tower and in french cafés.

and then i remember luke's wishes.

"i've always wanted to travel, ever since i was a little kid..."

and with that, i waste no time grabbing my computer and searching up plane tickets.

one hour later...

i finish planning everything, and finally close my computer. i make my way over to the laughing boys in the living room.
"you're not gonna win, michael you have no chance," calum yells with a laugh, his voice filled with playful aggression.
"shut up cal, you lose every time," michael retorts, nudging calum in thé shoulder

i look over at luke who's watching the two of them take a turn. he's laughing and smiling from ear to ear, and a joyous feeling fills within me.

he's finally smiling again. thank god.

it's like he came out of his shell. he's not as shy or timid as he once was. i can finally wrap my head around him and understand him better. his personality jumped out, and he fits in perfectly with us.

i honestly couldn't be happier. he lights up the room with that smile.

i join him on the couch, tangling our fingers together. i give him a friendly quick peck on the cheek and i almost completely tell him what i just bought, but i catch myself and he gets distracted while watching the other two scream at each other.