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

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August 6, 2014, 6:00 p.m

August 6, 2014 6:01 p.m
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Ashton: stop ignoring me, I know you stayed with Michael last night
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luke: you're the one who told me to stop talking to you so i did since you want to spend so much time with Brittany
read 6:04 p.m

Ashton: don't be like that luke...i'm sorry, you know I only meant at the moment. I told Britt I wouldn't be on my phone bc she started crying on me saying how she came down here and it's like I don't want to be w her
read 6:06 p.m

luke: well
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Ashton: I'm sorry I don't want you mad at me...
read 6:08 p.m

luke: you doing anything around 9?
read 6:10 p.m

Ashton: nope
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Luke: good. come over so we can cuddle
read 6:11 p.m

Ashton: love to
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9:24 p.m

I kicked my shoes off, before crawling in Luke's bed beside him and pulling him close. I couldn't help but to smile as he wrapped his arm around me and held me. he smelt like a girl.

"Why do you smell like a girl?" I questioned.

"Mom wore my sweater last..." he said embarrassed.

I smiled and chuckled and nodded. He leaned over to his night stand and turned the lamp off, leaving is in the dark.

"I'm sorry I ignored you," He said feeling guilty. He shouldn't feel guilty, because him and I aren't together but somewhat we're...together?

"I'm sorry I was being a butt head," i giggled as I smiled and looked up at him as he starred at me. Those piercing blue eyes tore right through me as they've always done.

"You going to that party Saturday?" He asked casually as I tried to think of whose party it was.

"Louis' party?" I asked and he nodded as i sighed.

"Yes. Brittany is forcing me to go, which I don't mind I guess," i said and he chuckled and smiled. That same smile that always made my heart swell, and often make me nervous at the same time.

"At least i'll be there," He said and i nodded. At least you'll be there Luke. I probably would dread it more if he wasn't going.

we stayed quiet for a bit until Luke's lips caught me by surprise. but I didn't mind a bit as I kissed him back, pulling him close to me, and pulling away, to kiss down his neck, and sucking lightly on his soft spot. after I pulled away, he pulled me on top of his and my legs sat by his sides as I sat practically on his stomach.

i giggled at me as i grabbed his shirt, going to pull it off but He pulled it down quickly.
"Take it off," i said and He shook his head. why won't he just take it off? Just because we're a little more intimate than before doesn't mean anything. I've seen him thousands of times without his shirt.

"no, I want to keep it on," he said which I can't understand why.

"why?" i asked and he just shrugged as i pouted and he gave a smile before leaning into my lips and giving me a kiss and he laid on my chest, looking up at me.

"I wish I was with you," i whispered to him as our fingers intwined. my heart was beating rapidly at him. I didn't regret my words at all, but I regretted saying them at the moment knowing good and well how I'm doing wrong.

"you can be," He told me as i sighed, should of knowing he'd say something like that.

"you know it's not that easy, luke," i said as he just sighed rolling off of me. it could be, but it's way more complicated than what it seems. I like luke, but I like Brittany too. she was basically my first love I guess. but I want to love luke, which it will be so easy to love him, but then again i'm scared too.

"luke don't be like that," i said not wanting him to be upset with me.

"well I don't see why not," he said.

I turned on my side, facing him. "She came back from another country basically because of me. I can't just dump her luke. and it's not like I don't still have feelings for her. i've been with her since junior year, luke," i said and he frowned.

"do you even like me, Ashton?" he asked making me want to slap him for even questioning that and then kiss his pretty little face.

"Yes!" I exasperated. "Of course I like you, you idiot, do I have to spell it out for you?" i said as he rolled his eyes. man I want to kiss him.

"Don't get rude, fletcher," he said, "i'll have to tickle you and you don't want that," he threatened as I smiled at him saying my middle name. Don't get me wrong, I hated it. but I loved him calling me it for some reason. maybe it's a kink or something.

I leaned in to him, giving him a kiss. I smiled at him, "i'm yours," I told him.

he smiled brightly, "i'm yours," he said giving me a whole bunch of kisses on my face. We're officially unofficial.

I'm falling more for my best friend.