slow - lido x halsey
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November 27, 2015
luke had waited all day for ashton to arrive at his little apartment.
he decided to make ramen and read a bit, analyzing the story so he could improve on his plot skills. (though he doesn't really have any.)
of course, ashton never officially arrived but he left something for luke and that was enough for luke to know he actually cared.
it was the weed he was promised, slid into the crack under the door with a little posted note on the side, rolled and ready to be lit.
"luke,
rosalie dragged me away and i couldn't come back. but a little thank you for being you. relax. love you, bud. (no pun intended).
ashton xx"
luke shoved the little note into the pockets of his maryland terrapin pajama pants, grabbing the baggy and strolling into the living room.
he took the lighter that was coincidentally lying next to him and placed the loud in between his teeth. he obviously didn't want to smoke alone, so he whipped out his phone and sent a quick text to calum, asking if he could come over and hit with him.
he had only asked calum because michael was against any type of drug, considering his uncle died of drug overdose like, last year.
calum immediately replied with a 'yes' and luke was happier than ever. he snatched the lighter from the table and carefully lit the blunt, not caring he had started with calum not already there.
he knew it was going to be a long, wonderful night.
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"go slower, man! fuck, it's not a race," calum scolded him, snatching the blunt from his hand.
luke rolled his eyes. "calum, leave me alone. i've had a long past couple of weeks and i would like to enjoy this whilst i can."
"whatever, luke," calum shrugged, "but don't complain if it's gone as soon as you're lifted."
luke chuckled and rubbed his eyes. "who said i'm not already gone?"
calum shot him an annoyed look and shook his head. "you started way before i did, didn't you?!"
"so what?" luke laughed, eyes drooping and a red tint covering them.
"you're a dick," calum scoffed. "also, what was the painting about? we haven't talked about it since the day it happened..."
luke furrowed his eyebrows, pretending not to know what calum was talking about. he knew he was fucked, but calum didn't have to know about it.
"what painting are you talking about, bro?"
"you know," he nudged luke, "the one you were painting the day ashton came over."
luke sighed deeply and started rubbing at his eyes. he really didn't want to explain it but his judgement and morals were clouded, so who knew what would come out of his mouth? he wasn't thinking straight and the boys both knew it, but what's the worst luke could say?
"it was ashton and i," he blurted, "also, i'm gay."
calum dropped the blunt. luke's eyes widened at the realization to what he had just admitted.
"fuck!" calum hissed, swatting away at the joint burning a hole into his jeans, quickly putting it back between his fingers.
luke just stared at him.
