Good Boy (Lashton)

Chapter 11

I help Ashton finish the song we started during my bed rest and (even though I feel like crap) I decide I should go back to school.

"Ready?" Ashton asks, tugging on my hand towards his car.

"As I'll ever be." I mumble and sit in the passenger seat. I managed to keep down some oatmeal earlier this morning and now we are speeding away to school because we'll be late if we dont.

We arrive to class just as the bell rings and take out a pencil and notebook to begin taking notes.

The rest of the school day was pretty normal, except in music when our teacher told us we actually have to perform the song. I mentally groan at that, but Ashton asks if we could ask some people that aren't in the class to help and she obliged. So tonight at practice we have to teach them the song before tomorrow when we have to perform it.

"Lukey help me with my French." Ashton pouts once we get home.

"Fine." I smirk and we sit down in the dining room table. After awhile of studying, Ashton slumps back in his chair.

"This is stupid." he groans, running his hand through his hair. "I don't understand French." he mumbles, throwing his hands up in frustration.

"That's why I'm helping you. Focus Ash." I point to his paper and he throws his head back.

"I don't want to do this." He groans. I roll my eyes and gather everything up.

"Come on, I have an idea but we have to do it in your room." I blush a little and he brings his things up and we go to his room. (a/n: this is so cheesy lmao sorry)

I set everything down on his desk and sit on his bed with my own answer sheet. "okay just trust me on this. I'm going to ask a question and if you get it right I'll take off clothing if you get it wrong it goes back on. Got it?" he smirks and nods, seeming to understand the basic idea I was getting at.

I begin to question why I ever thought of doing this once I'm down to just my jeans. He's barely missed two questions yet.

"How do you say I love you?" I ask, leaning my bare back against his cold wall.

"Te amo?" I begin to slip my t shirt back on when he begins correcting himself. "No, no! Wait it no okay it's je t'aime, yeah." I nod and throw it back down to the side.

"Okay, what about, I love green beans?" I ask him with a smirk on my lips. He answers almost immediately.

" J'aime les haricots verts" he says and I nod, shimmying off my jeans. Now I sit in his bed in only my boxers, I blush a little bit as I look for something else for him to say.

"Okay, what about...purple?" he pauses for a while before he opens his mouth.

"Pourpre." he says with a smirk. I nod and pull down on my boxers until the door flies open.

"Luke you-" Ashton's mom pauses when she sees what's going on. "uh..your dad is here and wants to talk to you." she says awkwardly.

(a/n: HI I used google translate for the French bc I don't know that shit excUse you BYE)