City Lights || lashton

"Ashton, wait!" I ran after him, already
feeling the rain soaking through my flannel. He turned with a look of pure heartache and disgust. "What the hell do you want, Luke?" His voice was barely audible. I looked down at my worn out Vans and bit my lip.

"I thought it was obvious," I said. Ashton rolled his eyes and turned on his heel.

"I want you, Ashton. You're all I want. Fuck the cigarettes and the liquor. They mean nothing to me. I want- I need you." I yelled.

He stopped dead in his tracks and turned to look at me again. It's a good thing that it was raining, because he would have seen the tears rolling down my face.