Tell me a story.
Said Luke, late at night when the two of them were sitting on the same curb they always sat on, looking at the stars.
I told you Luke, I don't have stories.
Lies.
All just lies.
Luke knew it.
Ashton knew it.
They just felt it.
Okay, fine. I tell you one story.
YOU ARE READING
Maybe.||Lashton
FanfictionIn which Luke met a boy who always said maybe because he didn't want to tell people the ugly truth we call life. [COMPLETED]
