Weightless (lashton au)

Chapter twenty-five

^^that video is literally full of lashton moments and poor Calum with his random tie is stuck in between them because they keep staring at each other it hurts!! Also I hate how insecure Ashton is aw baby :(

Ashton is actually so cute it was hard for me to find a picture of him without a huge dimply grin on his face (idk why I was trying to find one lmao but) he's a ray of sunshine and when he's sad somEONE IS GOING TO DIE because he should be happy all the time and giggle over dumb things

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"Failing lights amass one hundred sleepless nights,

And I might be holding on too tight

But there is a beast in my heart and he won't let you leave alive."

~ One Hundred Sleepless Nights by Pierce the Veil

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Luke's POV

Ashton avoided me for the whole rest of the day after he stormed off to 'think.' What did he have to think about?

Was I missing something here?

I couldn't sleep that night knowing Ashton wasn't with me again, as desperate as it sounded. I may or may not have allowed myself to depend on his company for happiness.

I sighed, staring up at the dark ceiling. Besides wanting Ashton to forgive me, my aching neck and back made it even harder to sleep on this couch any longer. I could hear Ashton's falsely slow breathing from where he was trying to sleep on the bed; I knew he was faking being asleep just so he wouldn't have to talk to me.

Maybe Ashton was having trouble falling asleep without me just like I was with him.

"Ashton?" I found myself muttering lowly, eyes fixated on the bed and the lump covered in blankets (the lump being Ashton). He didn't reply, not to my surprise. I sighed, "Ashton, I know you're awake." There was a silence again for a few moments, which made me want to turn over onto my side and give up. But, I didn't, because I heard Ashton angrily whisper,

"What?" My heart sped up, simply because of the sound of his voice. I breathed slowly, afraid of immediately blurting out the wrong thing and making him upset. It was like treading over broken glass and trying not to get cut from the sharp edges. I harshly bit my lip, lacing my fingers together and putting them on my chest.

"Can I--can I talk to you?" I stuttered out, being slow and cautious as if I was approaching a wild animal. The next thing he said was completely out of character (but Ashton hasn't been himself ever since we went to that damn bar),

"We're already talking, aren't we? Just spit it out, whatever it is you have to say, so I can go back to sleep." Ashton's voice was annoyed and grumpy (and maybe a little bit sad, too). It was unlike his usual cheery (or shy, depending on his mood) and adorable voice that made me smile.

"I--well, I just...I regret everything I did that day, and hopefully by now you know how sorry I am. I mean it," Ashton stayed quiet, and I could feel his gaze on me. "And I really miss you, okay? No matter how stupid I act, I will always love you, Ashton." I confessed as he propped his head onto his hand, which was supported by his elbow. I couldn't see Ashton's face very well, but he seemed to be frowning.

"I do love you too, Luke, but I'm not sure if I can trust you anymore." He whispered, his tone the least harsh it had been in a while. What he said made me think of countless stupid responses, like "can you please tell me why you can't trust me?" Or "what can I do to gain your trust back?" But I didn't say any of those.