Starstruck {l.h + a.i} (Boyxboy)

Chapter Seven

Hey, I'm sick ;_; but i wanted to update.

Here's chapter seven.

(Ashton's p.o.v.)

"You know this isn't a date, right this is just me and you at a restaurant, eating food." I sat down in the booth across from Luke.

"Aww really?" He pouted out his lip, putting on a Hoodie, snap backs and sunglasses on. I'm guessing being famous and all he won't get recognized.

"Yes really." the waitress walked over.

"Hello, can I get you a drink?" she asked taking out her pen and paper.

"Orange juice please." He told her.

"Alright, baby, and for you?" she turned to Luke.

".....Same..." he mumbled.

"Alright I'll be right back, oh wait." she wrote something down on a piece of paper and gave it to me, giving me a flirtatious smile and left.

I opened the paper, to see her number.

Really? I crumple the paper up and shove it into my pocket.

"What was that she gave you?" Luke asked.

"Just her phone number, don't worry about it." I wave it off.

He huffed and nodded.

The waitress came back asking for our order.

Like leaned over the table planting his lips onto mine.

I gaped at him, did he really just do that?!

"O-oh I see y-you to are in a date." she said awkwardly backing away.

"No this isn't a-" she cut me off.

"Someone will be back with your food." she told us and walked off.

"Why did you do that!" I yelled angrily.

"Because she wanted to go on a date with you...." he muttered.

"But you can't just kiss me in public like that!" he face lit up.

"Are you saying if we weren't in Public I could kiss you all I want??" he said enthusiastically.

I flushed "wha? n-no chance in hell, I-I didn't mean it like that."

He did that smile thingy.

"Stop it...." I looked away, seeing the waitress bring our food.

"What?" he giggled.

She handed us our food and we started to eat, this food is delicious.

I looked up and Luke have a disgusted look.

"What not used to normal food?" I snickered.

"What is this?" he groaned.

"A sandwich? haha your so posh! Oh gawd." I laughed, he blushed.

"Huh? no way! stop laughing at me!" I just kept laughing.

"That's great, it's not fancy. Nothing your used to." I wiped my eye, eating my food.

"Mmhm whatever let's go." he left money at the table, and started to walk out the door, I followed close behind.

"I didn't Even get to finish!" I groaned.

He shrugged.

"You know it doesn't taste as bad as it looks." I looked at him.

"Please, I can have Macy cook me a good meal." I gave him a questioned look.