"Luke," someone says and I groan rolling over on my side but immediately regretting it, feeling the harsh toll of pain rocket through my body. "Luke, open your eyes." someone orders and I do so reluctantly. My vision is blury and I blink a few times to clear it up and see Ashton and some woman hovering over me. I squint and try and sit up on my elbows.
"Where, where am I?" I mutter, my hand going up to clutch the throbbing area on my skull.
"You're at my house." Ashton says, pushing me back so I'm laying down again.
"Shit, what happened? Am I hungover? Did we sleep together? Fuck I'm sorry, I'll leave." I groan, closing my eyes again.
"No." Ashton coughs awkwardly and clears his throat. "We were at a diner remember?" he says. "Your dad showed up and beat the shit out of you, man." he says, brushing a bit of hair off of my forehead. Suddenly all memories come rushing back and my eyes shoot open in shock.
"Did he hurt you?" I ask suddenly, sitting up quickly and examining him. Nothing seemed to be wrong, but I can barely see through one of my eyes.
"No." he says. "A giant muscley dude came and protected me and called the cops on your dad."
"Oh." I mutter, my eyes going to the woman in the room, almost forgetting about her presence.
"That's my mom, she works at the hospital remember?" he says and I nod slowly, yeah sure, sure. I guess I kind of remember?
"You've just got a black eye and your nose isn't broken, dear. Which is good. There's a bruise on your jaw, and your lip is busted up pretty bad, but other than that it isn't bad." she tells me. oh yeah that sounds like such a blast, not.
"You aren't going to school today, I don't care if your parents bust down my door, I'm not letting them take you back home." she says and I smile, Ashton's mum can be so nice sometimes.
"Thank you," I say, just now noticing how horrid my voice is. Once she leaves I slouch over and run my fingers through my hair. "What time is it?" I ask and Ashton clicks the home button on his phone to see.
"About 2:30am." he says and I dont doubt him, I feel wrecked."Can we go to bed?" I ask and he nods. Once we are all settled in and dressed for bed, Ashton begins babbling.
"Okay so I dont know if you're comfortable laying in the same bed as me, or if you want to lay on the floor- actually I should lay on the floor and-"
"Ashton." I interrupt, sitting on his bed. "Cuddle with me" I whine, making grabby hands at him and he smiles and comes to lay with me. Once we become situated in the bed, a silence becomes of us.
"You know," I mumble lowly. "That wasn't the worst date I've been on,"
"Really?" He chuckles, "You've had worse dates than that?"
"No, but I didn't know what else to say." I clear my thoat a little and smile softly at him. "I wasn't hinting that we should try it again or something." I mumble causing him to chuckle. I could feel the vibrations on his chest under my fingertips.
"You werent?" he asks and I shake my head, "Oh ok, I won't ask you out again then." he says cheekily, I pout and let out a whine.
"You're so mean." I tell him childishly.
"Hm, where would you want to go this time? Bowling alley, skating rink?" he says, completely ignoring my last comment.
"Skating is fun." I mumble and he nods, pecking my lips. I feel a spark, not a cliché "omg im in love" spark, more like an "ow my lip is giant and in pain" spark, but I ignore it. I love his kisses too much.
a/n: helloooo sorry its so short and shit um but
fLUFF
hehehe
and if you're reading A Change In The Weather and I said I was going to bed
well *cough* I lied *cough*
hope you like it bye
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Good Boy (Lashton)
FanfictionLuke is a nerdy straight A student by day, but when night comes he looses the nerd act and turns into his real self. *Completed!*
