Flatmates// Cake & Mashton

Chapter twenty seven

Michael's pov

Jesus fucking Christ, what a night..Kyle was fucking horrible, I felt really sorry for Luke, I could tell he was hurt, he walked back into the kitchen after he finished his drink, going to get another one I assume, Calum followed him so Ashton and I were left in the living room alone.

I was stroking Ashton's back, sitting close next to each other, that was eventful for all of us, we were all exhausted, I could tell that Ashton's mind was still elsewhere from what was getting him upset, I smiled gently to myself when he placed his head on my shoulder, we didn't speak for a little bit but the atmosphere was peaceful yet broken. I turned my head slightly and looked down on at the top of his head, I wanted to kiss it but I was worried that I would scare him off so I gently put my head on his, our bodies touching, giving me butterflies all over, Ashton snuggled into the side of my body a bit, we were practically cuddling at this point and I loved it. I pushed my face gently against his ear and mumbled "we can go have a talk whenever you're ready" I really wanted to help him, he nodded his head slowly "yeah..yeah okay" he replied quietly. I smiled, thankful that he was still willing to open up to me and placed my hand into his "let's go" I said softly, letting our fingers entwine as we walked into his bedroom.

We sat down on his bed "what's happening Ashton? I won't tell anybody.." I said in a mellow voice, looking at him with concern, he bit his lip hesitantly before speaking, keeping his gaze on the door "I know..I know you won't tell anyone..I've just..never said this stuff out loud to anyone really before..I'm worried you'll judge me" he said, looking and sounding vulnerable "I'm not going to judge you. It stays in this room and it stays between you and me." I said, turning his head gently so we were now looking into each others eyes "do you trust me?" I asked "yes..yes I trust you.." "talk to me.." I replied gently, my eyes begging for me to let me help him "I.." he started to say but sighed and looked down "I don't sleep with people because I want to..I sleep with people to try and feel better about myself.." he said and continued talking in a mumble, sounding ashamed "but it's not like that works anyway.." oh bless him..my heart hurt hearing that, my heart really went out to him "Ashton.. you're better than that.." I said and put my arm around his shoulders "these people.. they're not gonna respect you if you throw yourself around. You need people who like you for you. People like me..I like you for you..and..you..you don't sleep with me" I added "I'm not..I'm not better than that Michael, I'm disgusting..I can't..I don't know why but I feel like I can't stop it.." Ashton replied with his voice cracking and his eyes starting to build up with tears, it broke my heart to hear him talk about himself like that, I wanted him to know how precious he is "I don't.." he said and sighed, looking like he was starting to get frustrated that his words weren't coming out like he wanted them to "I don't know Michael, I'm a fucking mess.." "you're not disgusting Ashton. You're amazing. You're one of the most wonderful guys I've ever met. I mean, you may know a lot about sex Ashton..but maybe it's time you give romance a shot" I said and gave him a smile "find someone who treats you right.. someone who can love you and treat you like the absolute gem you really are.." I said, he really did deserve the best, now that I have more of an understanding of what is going on and why he does certain things, I'm hoping I will be able to help him and I wish I could tell him that I wanted to be that person, I wanted to be that person that he knew loves him and give him the world "I had someone.." he said softly and sighed, looking more vulnerable by the second "no one would want to date me Michael.. everyone already knows I'm a whore..no one would want to date me." If only he knew, if only he knew that I did, I wanted to date him. "Hey hey, you're not a whore..any guy or girl would be lucky to have someone as amazing as you. I need you to make me a promise okay? I'm not going to tell you to stop having sex. It's your body, it's your dick, whatever. But I'm going to tell you to make the right choice for you deep down. What's best for you, don't treat yourself like an object for people to abuse. You're..you..and I really like you for you.." I said with passion, I wasn't really to tell him that I had feelings for him but he needed to know how highly I thought of him "thank you Michael..I've never had someone like you that I could talk to about this type of stuff..I really appreciate you being here.." "you gonna try to start taking care of yourself for me?" I asked and gave him a smile "you're a strong person. You can do it" I added "I'll.. I'll try..for you" he said softly "good" I said with a smile and gave him a hug, the butterflies going crazy as he hugged me back, his chin resting on my shoulder, it wasn't a quick hug, it lasted a while but I wasn't complaining at all, it felt magical. I could sense that he was crying silently as his body started to tense up "hey..hey don't cry.." I said gently and kept holding him against me, he didn't deserve to cry "sorry.." he mumbled and broke away from the hug, wiping his tear stained cheeks "don't be sorry you silly sausage" I said with a chuckle "how about we go get our glass of wine, put some songs on and have a dance before bed?" I asked, strongly hoping that he would agree, he let out his beautiful giggle and nodded "sounds great" I stood up and held my hand out for him to hold "may I have this dance?" I asked while looking into his eyes "you may" he replied while looking back into my eyes, standing up and placing his hand into mine.

We walked out of the room, still hand in hand and it felt perfect, I now officially know that I want to be with Ashton, I really am falling for this beautiful boy.

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