Recap: "I saw Luke jacking off in my bed." "Ew! Don't you like him?" "how do you know?" "I read your diary. So Ashton, did Luke really kiss you?" "on the cheek, yes, Calum."
So yeah, yesterday I walked into my room and saw Lucas jacking off, no biggie (yes biggie, if you catch my drift ;D)
Hehe, sorry Journal, I feel like being cheeky today. I've been taking care of Luke all week. The poor boy has a stomach bug. Calum is also getting sick, and Michael moved out to stay with some other friends till we get better. I swear that boy is so LAZY! Lazy ass boy.
I'm this close (the space between the two lines --) to ripping out his piercings. Or chopping his balls off. I'll let Calum and Luke choose between the two.
Anyway, LUKE HAS BEEN ALL OVER ME THIS WEEK! WHINING LIKE A CHILD AND SITTING IN MY LAP AND LETTING ME CRADLE HIM AND SHARING MY BED WITH ME AND CALUM EACH NIGHT AND I WOULD KISS HIM IF HE WASN'T SICK!! OH MY GOD!!!!
I'M MAN CRUSHING ON LUKE!
Oh my frick, WHAT WILL I TELL HIM?!?!
Urgh, bye Journal, Luke's coming in.-
"Hey Luke. How ya feeling?" I asked.
He shook his head. "Not good. I feel like I'm about to-" His face suddenly paled and he ran to the bathroom. You could hear him vomiting from here.
I stood up off the bed and walked into the bathroom. When I walked in Luke sat with his back me. His hands were gripping the toilet as he vomited.
He suddenly threw is head back and started sobbing.
"Here Luke, brush your teeth." I said, not waning to smell his vomit breath. He nodded. He stood up and took his toothbrush, applying toothpaste, and brushing his teeth. "Brush good." I said as I flushed the toilet with my foot.
Luke continued to brush his teeth while I sprayed the toilet with disinfectant. I wiped the counter off as well, by the time Luke finished brushing.
I brought him into my arms, putting my face in his neck and he sobbed in my shoulder.
"Luke, lets go lay down. We could cuddle if that'll make you feel any better." I offered. Luke nodded with a big smile on his face, but he was still crying.
"I love you, Ashton." Luke said. I smiled.
"I love you too, Luke." I said, pulling him tighter to my chest. "Now let's go lay down.
Luke was asleep in my arms, with his head on my chest, and soft snores slipping past those thin pink lips that I would easily kiss all day, without a doubt.
He looks a few years younger when he's asleep. He looks fourteen again. I pressed a small kiss to his lips and his eyes opened. I tensed and began to panic.