stomachaches ; lashton

three

three days after luke took my phone, i got it back.

the first thing i did was look at my twitter out of habit.

my heart sank a little when i saw a single bad thing said about me in the sea of good. i ignored it though for the sake of today. luke and i were going over to mike's along with calum for dinner.

i stood by my closet, examining everything in it so i could decide what to wear.

"how do i- how do i look? is it too much?" luke stepped out of the bathroom, modeling his outfit shyly.

a white long sleeved button-up tucked loosely into black dress pants and black boots.

"good, but.." i approached him and reached for the buttoned collar, causing him to flinch a little. i started to unbutton some of the top buttons — two — and stepped back to see. "that's better."

he looked at himself in the mirror, turning slightly to the side to see how he looked.

"luke, quit body checking, you look great," i mumbled from my place by the closet.

"sorry," he said, accompanying me by the wardrobe. he walked over to his side and pulled out a short sleeved white button-up shirt with flowers on it and put it in my hands. "you should wear it. you can keep it too if you'd like, it squeezes my body too much when i wear it." there was a slight trace of sadness in his words but he had a smile on that reassured me he wasn't going to let it get to him.

i looked at the shirt in my hands and it looked small. "uh-uhm," i stuttered quietly. "i was actually gonna go with, uh, this," i pulled a black denim jacket from the closet and a white tank along with blue jeans. the jacket was bigger than it needed to be which was good news for me.

"oh, okay," the golden haired boy nodded. "cute."

the word 'cute' repeated in my head for a few seconds, did i want to look cute? would i look like that to the others or is this just a luke thing?

"ash, are you good?"

"yeah," i shook myself out of my trance and began to change. luke obviously stared, practically drooling.

i looked at myself in the full length mirror by the door. i looked good.

i slipped my shoes on as soon as i pulled my eyes off of the mirror. my heart was beating fast and i had to do something to get my mind off of things so i pulled him into a kiss. a long, slow kiss. an arm was being wrapped around my waist and another was tugging at my hair playfully while my hands just stayed on the taller's hips.

luke eventually pulled himself away from me which made me frown a little. "cmon we gotta leave."

~~~

we approached the door of the home, holding each other's hands tightly. before we were able to knock on the door, michael swung it open, clearly hoping it was calum.

"come in, you guys look nice by the way, especially you, luke, looking good," he patted the blonde's boney back as we walked past and i felt my blood begin to boil slightly.

the sweet smell of food filled my lungs and i felt sick to my stomach, i was hungry. "uhh, mike can i get some water?" water would definitely ease my stomach.

"of course, dude. want ice?" the scrawnier boy sped into the kitchen and got a cup quickly.

"no thanks."

he handed the cup to me gently and i thanked him.

~~~

dinner came and went by. luke struggled a lot with keeping down at least a quarter of his meal.

"luke, cmon." beads of sweat were forming on luke's forehead as he began to eat.

"does he not eat full servings normally? im sorry, i didn't know," michael tried to apologize but i just shook my head.

"you're fine." i leaned into luke a little whispering sweet words into his ears that i knew would help him with swallowing the first few bites. "you're doing great," i muttered, taking some of my own food and eating it to show him that it wasn't that big of a deal.

finishing my own meal was exactly what he needed to finish his own.

"ash, hurry up, we're getting smoothies," someone mumbled from the other side of the door.

"coming," i replied, spitting the water i was swishing around in my mouth into the sink and jogging out of the bathroom quickly.

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