on the other side • muke

t h i r t y - f i v e. - the end

"good morning mikey." i mumbled, my eyes still closed as i snuggled up to him. but that was when this person giggled. "ashton?"

the curly haired boy laughed, "i'm not 'mikey' but i can be your daddy."

i quickly slapped his arm and got off of him, blinking my eyes to adjust to the brightness. "where's michael?" i asked, rubbing the sleep out of my eyes and running a hand through my flat hair.

"he uh- he's out." ashton said quietly, getting up off my bed and dusting his shorts off. "you should come over, calum got drunk last night." he chuckled, reaching his hand out for me to grab.

after pulling getting me out of bed, we both walked across the street to see calum drunk off his mind. ashton unlocked the front door and calum swung the door open for us, jumping into ashton's arms.

"ashy!" the tan boy beamed as he smothered his face in sloppy wet kisses. ashton chuckled, carrying him to the kitchen and setting him down on the counter. i sat down next to calum who just crawled into my lap. "loving you too lukey."

calum placed sloppy wet kisses on my cheeks before his lips started to come closer to mine. "calum, you kiss my cheeks or you don't kiss me at all." i shoved the tan boy's face away as he puckered his lips at me. i could see ashton watching from afar before walking over to us.

he picked calum up and slung him over his shoulder, calum bursting into a fit of giggles as ashton threw him down on the couch and climbed on top of him. "luke, just go upstairs."

before i could object, calum's shirt was already off and ashton was working on his jeans. i slowly backed into the counter, pushing myself up on it and watching. ashton had thrown calum's jeans on the floor, calum whining as ashton slapped his hands away when he tried to take off ashton's shirt.

"hands above your head." the taller boy growled, taking both of calum's wrists and stuffing them above his head. ashton took his belt off with one hand and tied calum's wrists together. i bit my bottom lip at the two, my jeans starting to become a little too tight.

"you think it's okay to kiss other people in front of me?" ashton snapped, grinding his hips on the whimpering boy below him. "answer me."

"n-no." calum's breath hitched as ashton grinded a little harder. "n-no, daddy."

i hopped off the counter as soon as the words left the younger boy's lips and walked upstairs. ignoring the problem in my jeans as i slapped both my hands over my ears trying to block out the sounds of calum moaning.

i made my way into the two's shared bedroom and sat down on the bed. scrunching my face up in disgust as the sound of slapping was heard and i looked down at the bed i was sitting on.

gross.

i noticed calum's phone on the beside table and picked it up, going through his music before putting it on high. fall out boy seemed to drown out the sounds downstairs and i sighed in content.

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they stopped an hour later, the bedroom door opening slowly to reveal a flushed calum. he slowly walked over to the bed, wincing as he sat down next to me. i slapped a hand over my mouth to stiffle a laugh as ashton came in, sliding his belt back through the loops.

"are you hungry?" the curly haired boy asked. i nodded and got off the bed, calum gripping the sheets and shaking his head no. "do you mind bringing me back something?"

after deciding on chinese food, ashton and i got into his car and made our way into town. "you didn't have to do that you know." i rolled my eyes, starting to feel sorry for the kiwi boy. "he was drunk."

"that's not an excuse." ashton said, his hands turning the steering wheel and pulling into the chinese restaurant. we both got out of the car and walked inside.

"i know, but i could have handled it. give the poor boy a break yeah?" i suggested, seeing ashton nod slowly.

after ordering our food we headed home, seeing calum on the couch with an icepack on his bare ass. in fact, the boy wasn't wearing any clothes except for a white t-shirt that belonged to ashton.

"we got you noodles." i cleared my throat, walking over to the boy and setting the bag of food down. i watched as he opened it up and started eating it.

"thank you." calum said quietly, shoving another bite of the noodles in his mouth. ashton and i sat at the table, eating our food quietly.

"have you talked to michael today?" i asked, scooping up some rice on my plate and stabbing at a piece of chicken.

"like i said, he's out." ashton muttered.

i narrowed my eyes at him.

"out where?"

"somewhere."

"ashton, where is michael." i pushed, putting my fork down. ashton had done the same, his hazel eyes glaring at me.

"he's out, luke, leave it at that."

"where!" i shouted. ashton's eyes glanced down at the floor and then to me. the boy spoke something barely above a whisper. "louder, ashton."

"australia."

"l-like on a trip?" i asked, swallowing the lump that had formed in my throat. ashton hesitated before he spoke and i already knew the answer.

because as soon as the words were about to leave his lips someone else spoke up.

oh lucas, he's not coming back

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okay so this stays the same but ya know shit happens in the end so