on the other side • muke

t w e n t y - t w o.

hAH YOU GUYS GOTTA WAIT TO KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON WITH LUKE

this is what cashton is up to while luke is-

*pauses for effect*

on the other side

*cackles at own stupid joke*

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c a l u m.

my fingers played with the small lace at the end of my baby blue dress. [listen up you little shits, calum would look so good in baby blue i'm crying just thinking about it]

a small smile worked my way on to my lips and i looked up. i straightened up a bit, glancing down at my white socks that rested perfectly on my tan thighs.

"does it look okay?" i asked, turning around for ashton's approval. he licked his lips and stood up, walking over to me and gripping my hips roughly pulling me closer to him.

"you look beautiful, but you would look even more beautiful if it was on the floor right now." ashton grinned and the sound of the zipper on the dress being pulled down made me smirk.

"you think so?" i asked teasingly, feeling the dress start to slide down my waist. it landed with a soft thud by my ankles and i stepped out of it, leaving me in black boxers that ashton said made my ass look amazing. [ankles is a weird word] i didn't believe him but as long as it put a smirk on his lips, it was good enough for me.

"what would like to do today my puppy?" ashton asked, nuzzling his face in my shoulder. i shrugged. "cuddle?"

instead of replying, i was picked up bridal style off the floor and lead over to the bed where i landed with a soft thud. ashton crawled on top of me and kissed my forehead, plopping down next to me and pulling me in to a tight embrace. a smile worked it's way on to my lips and i felt our legs intertwine.

"anything for my puppy." he mumbled, kissing the top of my head gently. there was a small gap between us and i played with the comforter, letting the soft fabric move through my fingers. "can i ask you something?"

i nodded, keeping my eyes on the comforter.

"you know i love you right?" ashton asked, taking my chin in his index finger and thumb making me look up at him. i nodded and he let go. "and you know that i would do anything to make you happy?"

i nodded again.

"can you do something to make me happy?"

i looked down at the comforter again, playing with the white fabric. i nodded slowly.

"i want you to love yourself, okay? i want you to ignore the looks people give you and i want you to tell me when you feel uncomfortable. i want you to wear all the dresses and skirts you want. i want you to have a smile on your face whenever we enter one of your favorite stores because god, calum, i loved you so much i can't stand watching your smile turn to frowns.

"i can't stand feeling you pull me away from one of your favorite stores because you want to go home. i can't stand you not being able to come out of the dressing room to show me a new outfit because other people are around. i want you to know that you're beautiful and that in the end, no one's opinion's matter except yours."

i stopped playing the comforter.

"i promise you that if you know and understand that you are beautiful, then you are. you're my beautiul puppy, and that will always be my title for you."

i felt ashton's lips connect to my forehead once more, then my nose, and finally my lips. it was a simple peck that lasted nearly three seconds but it managed to put a smile on my face.

"i love you too." i said, looking up at ashton who's serious expression softened at the sight of me. his arms wrapped around me and pulled me closer, closing the gap between us. neither of us said another word after that, it was a comfortable silence that i never wanted to end.

ashton's soft snores where becoming audible, his stubble tickling my cheek as i shifted to get comfortable. i couldn't sleep, his words were hanging above me like a cloud.

was it supposed to be a good thing? i wanted to make him happy, i don't know if i could live with myself if i knew i made him upset. i shifted one last time, deciding to push ashton on to his back and lay on his chest. my head moved with his rising chest, sinking back down when he inhaled.

i moved my head further up, placing my head so my ear was on top of his heart. the small repeated pattern of his beating heart put me sleep, knowing how peaceful it was.

i just wish he could hear mine, the nervous fast beating of my heart that comes from pure fear. the fear that was caused because i was too scared to accept myself. the fear of lying and making the wrong decision. i never did answer his question.

i rested my chin on his chest, seeing his eyes flutter every few seconds. i knew he was dreaming about me, every morning we talked about what we dreamed about last night and his answer was always me.

i drew small patterns on his shirt, glancing up occasionally. it was only afternoon and sleep wasn't really going to come to me till at least eleven. i knew i had to spend this time thinking about how i'm going to answer.

after a few hours, yes, it took that long. i watched ashton start to wake up, he stirred a bit, probably confused at the weight that was on his chest. as soon as his eyes fluttered open i spoke.

"i promise."

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i write my own bae goals bitches be jealous