I'mma tone down Luke's pervertedness by a level or two. Maybe ten.

"You ready yet?" I asked Luke as I fixed the bottom of my shirt. I had to take Luke home first, because he wanted to wear proper attire for the little football game he, Louis, and Calum were going to have. I was currently standing at the front door, waiting for Luke to come out of my room.

"Almost!" I heard him exclaim. I leaned against the door, my hands stuffed in my pockets. Calum had texted Luke that we were to meet up at noon at the park. It was eleven, but the drive to Luke's house plus the time he needs to get ready and the drive to the park was already going to take up some time.

Once he finished doing whatever he was doing he hopped over to my side and gave me a wide smile.

"Okay, I'm done," he beamed. I opened the front door and then the two of us walked out to my car.

"You should probably eat breakfast before we head to the park," I told him.

"I'm not feeling that hungry," Luke replied.

"I don't know whether you really aren't feeling hungry or you're just trying to get out of eating."

"I really am not hungry."

"Well, you should still eat something."

The rest of the ride was complete silence; not even the radio was on. I pulled up onto his driveway and then he began heading out of the car. I didn't move. I was planning on staying and waiting for him.

Luke was about to head inside when he saw that I hadn't left the car. He came back onto my side and opened the door.

"Are you not coming inside?" he asked. "It might take a while."

"Is- Is that okay?" Luke reached over to me to remove my seatbelt and then he dragged me out of the car.

"Don't worry about anything, okay? I just need to take a quick shower and then pack up my things. Then we can head out."

"What about breakfast?"

"I don't-" I gave him a pointed look and he stopped to think of something else to say. "I- yeah, I'll eat breakfast."

"You better," I muttered.

When we entered his house it was a mess. The floor was littered with jackets and other random junk. I could smell something burning from the kitchen, and there were beer cups everywhere.

"Damn it," Luke groaned. "Jack threw another party, no doubt."

Suddenly someone was trudging into the room with an icepack to his head. He looked up at Luke and grinned. I had unintentionally moved behind Luke.

"Hey, little brother," said the guy. "Looks like you brought a friend."

"Actually, he brought me here," Luke corrected. "Uh, where's-?"

"Out, fetching me some aspirin. My head is killing me."

Luke chuckled before shaking his head. "You shouldn't have drank so much."

"I didn't drink. Well, at least I don't think so. It's not, like, a throbbing in my head. It's more of somebody roundhouse kicked the side of my head."

"God, that sounds awful," Luke laughed.

"You're telling me." Luke's brother strolled over to a couch and plopped down right in it. A loud groan escaped from him and he just remained quiet, throwing an arm over his eyes while the other held the icepack.

"Um, this is Ashton," Luke spoke up.

"Nice to meet you, Ashton," his brother said, not giving a glance. "I'm Jack."

"Hey," I mumbled, stepping a little bit from behind Luke. Luke turned to me.

"I'm going to take a quick shower," he told me. "If you don't mind, when my other brother comes in could you ask him to get something for me to eat?"

"Uh, okay," I said. Then Luke gave me a quick peck on the cheek before running off.

"Did I just hear a kiss or something?" Jack asked, removing his arm to peek one eye at me.

"I think you're imagining things," I lied, taking a seat on a recliner. Jack just grunted before going back to silence. It was such an awkward silence, and I really wished I could use my phone. Damn it, Mason.

"I wouldn't be surprised if it was a kiss. Luke's been gay for as long as I can remember, and don't tell me otherwise." I looked at Jack with wide eyes. "My other brother and I were the first people he ever told about his sexuality. He was in tears when he did, but we told him we love him, regardless of what his sexual orientation was." Jack slowly sat upright, groaning a bit due to his head. "So, when he said he was staying at a friend's house, I presume it was yours?"

"Y-Yes," I answered, not even bothering to lie. He'll just see right through me, I'm sure of it.

"Are you two dating or something? You don't have to answer if you don't wanna, but I suggest you don't lie to me." Jack's eyes were boring into mine, and it was sort of intimidating right now. He's intimidating.

"I'm n-not going to lie. We are dating." I sank into my seat as he squinted his eyes. Then he just grinned and began laughing.

"I like you already. You're an honest guy. Take care of my baby brother, though. And don't be a distraction either."

...I can tell he's a distraction.

Don't be a distraction.

...I can tell he's a distraction.

Don't be a distraction.

Damn it, there it is again.

I heard the front door open, but I was too busy staring down at the ground to even turn to see who had entered the house.

"Sorry, I was a bit late. Got caught up in traffic. Here's your aspirin, Ja- Ashton?" My head snapped at the sound of my name and I turned.

"Ben?" I asked.

"Uh, was there tutoring today that I'm not aware of?" he laughed, tossing the aspirin to Jack.

"He's Luke's boyfriend," Jack told Ben.

"Wow. Ashton, I didn't know you were into younger people." I flushed red and then the two began laughing, giving each other high fives before Jack told Ben to shut up and let him sleep.

"By the way," Jack continued, "Luke's showering, and he wants you to make him something to eat." Ben rolled his eyes before he walked into the kitchen. He kicked aside some cups and I didn't want to be in the same room as Jack, honestly, so I followed Ben into the kitchen.

I sat at a table while Ben began shuffling around, grabbing a box of Lucky Charms and setting it on the table. I raised an eyebrow at him and he shrugged.

"We're out of ingredients," he explained. "This is the best I can do."

"Uh, okay," I said.

"So, Luke stayed at your house?"

"Yeah."

"You two didn't do anything freaky in bed, did you?"

My face flushed red. "What? No! Neither of us are ready for that!"

"Good. He's fourteen, and you're, what, seventeen? He's too innocent for that kind of stuff." I rested my elbows on the table and hid my face behind my hands. Luke is not as innocent as Ben thinks he is. "Anyway, how'd you two meet?"

"Football," I answered, not removing my hands from my face.

"You're on the team?"

I pulled my hands away from me. I saw that Ben was leaning against the table, his attention all on me. "Hell, no. I can't be athletic for shit. He kicked a football and it hit my head, and he was supposed to watch over me for a week, but then a lot of things happened in four days, and we just ended up together."

"Four days?" Ben's eyes went wide and I nodded. "That's not a lot of time to get to know someone."

"There's still a lot for me to learn about him."

"Well, that's nice that he's got someone. You seem like a nice guy, so I'm glad it's you he's with." He left the table and walked over to a cabinet, pulling out a bowl. Then he walked to a drawer and grabbed a spoon and carried the items to the table.

I watched as Ben poured the cereal into the bowl and then stuck the spoon inside it.

"Okay, Luke's breakfast has been made," he announced, a smile on his face as he stared down at the bowl. "Now, he can just get the milk himself and he's good to go." His eyes glanced up at me and his smile faded. "Oh, did you want something to eat? I could get you cereal as well."

"No, thanks, I'm okay," I said. "I already ate at home." Well, if you count a banana as breakfast, then yes, I ate breakfast already. Luke just kept watching me as I ate it, his eyes wide. Weirdo.

"All right, then. I'm going to go to my room now, so, uh, if you want I can show you where Luke's room is." I stood up and followed Ben from the kitchen. We went through the hallway until we reached the end. "His room's on the right." With that Ben left to his room. I twisted the knob and walked inside Luke's room. Unlike the rest of the house, his was tidy. His bed was made, his desk was neat, and there was nothing on the floor. Then again, he did stay at my place since Friday night.

I walked over to his dresser and saw a picture frame sitting on top of it. It was a picture of him and Calum, their arms were thrown around each other's waist. They were both smiling, but Calum was showing his teeth while Luke looked more like he was smirking. He was sticking out his bum, so it made him look more curvy, and- I really need to stop staring at his bum.

I averted my eyes from the picture and walked over to his bed, taking a seat on the edge. I took in the environment that I was in. It was like any other guy's room, except for the fact that it was cleaned up.

I keep looking at that picture of him and Calum. I just can't keep my eyes away from that. Maybe it's the fact that the way he's standing makes his bum look bigger.

God damn it, Ashton, stop staring at his bum!

The door flew open and my eyes landed on it, seeing Luke with a towel wrapped around his waist. His hair fell in front of his eyes, so he used his fingers the comb them back. He didn't seem to notice me, because he went straight to his dresser, humming some song.

"Anything you say, can and will be held against you," he sang, "so only say my name."

"Hi," I spoke up, giving a small wave even though he couldn't see me. Luke yelped and twisted himself around, pressing himself against the dresser.

"Holy shit, Ash! You scared me!" he exclaimed, a hand right over his chest. "My heart's racing right now!"

I laughed, throwing my head back a bit. "My bad."

"Now you gotta kiss it, because my chest hurts."

"Your breakfast is in the kitchen. Go eat." Luke pouted before he nodded.

"Let me get dressed first. If you want, you can stay and watch me."

"Bye." I jumped onto my feet and left the room, closing the door heading to the kitchen.

"Yep," I whispered to myself, smiling and shaking my head. "Luke is far from innocent."