inadequate ☠ afi + lrh • mgc/cth (boyxboy)

l.r.h

july 17, 2014, 2:43 p.m

i was woken up, and squinted my eyes open, just to shut then again before groaning and rubbing my eyelids, taking the sleep away. i felt Ashton's arm still around me, holding me closely. not being able to help. myself from blushing, I grabbed my phone from under the pillow I was using and glanced at the time seeing it was already going on three. oh my god.

"look who decided to wake up cal," I hear michael say as I glance over at them and roll my eyes smiling, "did you guys stay up late or what."

"probably too late," I chuckled, turning lightly on my back and glancing down at the sleeping Ashton now on my chest and gave a small smile. he was so beautiful. even when he slept.

"calum got an awkward boner last night with me," he announced as calum's face was blood red and he nearly glared at michael, receiving a laugh from me, as I set my hand on Ashton's back, and lightly brushed my thumb across his warm bare skin.

"you wasn't suppose to tell anyone!" he glared quietly as I shook my head smiling. I feel for you calum. it's not like guys don't get awkward boners. we all do, honestly. it's quite funny he did, since he was spooning with michael. I'd probably get one with Ashton. not that I haven't already.

michael smiled, wrapping his arm around calum, but calum just shoved him off the couch instead, and turning to face the back. they were both still in the position of spooning, but calum was laying on his back and michael on his side.

"calum that was very mean! I was only kidding. it's okay, i've gotten an awkward boner with you before too," he claimed, trying to comfort him, and doing a shitty job.

I felt Ashton's chest heave up and down before his face glanced up at me smiling, but also with a horrified expression, "what did I just hear?"

I laughed shaking my head, "you don't want to know."

his stare lingered up at me for a moment before giving me a shy smile and laying his head back on my chest and cuddling into me more. I couldn't even resist the enormous grin spreading on my face as I wrapped my arm around him. why was he being this way? Ashton wasn't gay, and it was pretty clear. so why would he voluntary kiss me, and want to stick his hand down my pants. not that I didn't want him to. oh, I wanted him too. but it almost didn't feel real. we just had been fighting for almost a month, and ignoring and avoiding each other and now once we actually get to hang out, that happens? maybe it wasn't so bad after all.

but I really hoped this wasn't some game Ashton was playing. i'm not some experiment and I told him that. but he said that I wasn't, so I would believe him right? after all, he's my best friend. I should believe him with whatever he says. my eyes glance back down to Ashton as he pulled grabbed his phone. the background was him and a little girl who looked exactly like Ashton.

"who's that?"

he glanced up before his eyes met back with his phone, "that's my little sister, max."

my eyes nearly popped out if my own head, wondering whether I heard him right or not, "sister?" I questioned making him giggle and nod.

"dad's side. I also have another brother who is Harry's age," he said then looked back up to me, looking curious, "why did you ever talk to my dad?"

I sighed shrugging, "you were hurting. not only because of him, but because of me too. I just felt like that was what I was suppose to do," I shrugged, only being truthful as his cheeks turned red and he nodded, only muttering a thanks before turning his head again.

this time he rose from my chest and got up, grabbing his sweater from the ground, and pulling it on. I sat up, glancing over at the boys who were cuddled up on the couch spooning. I shook my head, grabbing my pillow that I laid on and threw it at them making michael smile and calum glare towards me.

"calum I thought you were my cuddle buddy?" I pouted as he smiled and nodded his head, before shoving michael back into the floor with a thud, and literally jumping on top of me, releasing a fit of laughter from both of us.

"oh my gosh, you guys are such dicks!" michael said offended that Calum left him easily for me, but he just proceeded to wrap his arms around me, cuddling into me, and tangling his legs in with mine.

"so," Ashton said glancing down at us, after helping michael off the ground, "any plans today?"

I shrugged, not having anything planned. i was still tired, to be honest. and I wasn't necessarily in the mood to do anything except lay in bed and possibly munch on the foods in the house. Ashtons phone began ringing, and he answered, smiling and took a seat on the couch as I couldn't help but to stare at him. he was just so...pretty. is it wrong to call another guy pretty? to call a guy pretty in general? that's not wrong. guys can be compared to being pretty. and Ashton sure was.

"yeah, when I get home I can?" he said and waited a brief moment before he started giggling, looking so happy, and nodded his head, "yeah okay. I love you too..." he mumbled before saying goodbye and hanging up the phone.

who would he be telling that he loved? it was probably just his mom, or possibly even his dad. maybe it was his dad. why else would he say it so low and all? but then again it might not of. he seemed comfortable with the conversation on the phone. it would take longer than a week or two to get comfortable around someone you haven't seen in almost thirteen years, right? then again it's his dad. I just don't know. it's not something I need to over think. besides, he could tell anyone he wanted that he loved him he can do just that if he pleased. he's not even gay, so it's not like he's into me. I need to get that into my head.

he's just not that into you, luke.