kind of back to the script
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When Luke woke up he was expecting to see the floral patterns of his wall when he opened his eyes or his desk full of books and draws that he made through the years, but instead he woke up seeing a plain grey wall with a secretary across the room and pictures hanging on it. Instead of feeling his own arms around himself he was laying his head on a naked chest with strong, muscular arms wrapped around him and holding him like they were protecting him. He smiled at the sight of Ashton sleeping peacefully, caressing his cheek with his finger and kissing it softly - avoiding waking up the older boy.

Luke ran his hand softly through Ashton's chest, kissing where his heart was beating fast. The clock said it was still 10.30 in the morning so he had plenty of time. He bit his lip to avoid giggling when noticing the amount of hickeys and lovebites the boys had left in each other's bodies on the previous night.

Ashton opened his eyes slowly and noticed the younger boy smiling while staring at the hickeys he had left in Ashton's body. He brought one of his hands up a ran his fingers through Luke's hair, grabbing one of Luke's hands and kissing it softly. Luke sighed and smiled, his heart beating faster. The blonde looked up and saw Ashton staring at him with a smile.

"Good morning, baby." the curly-haired boy said "Slept well?"

"I haven't slept like this for a while, it was pretty good."

"Good, get used to it because I might sneak in more often." Luke giggled and kissed his cheek "You left quite a work of art in me didn't you?"

Luke blushes and hits Ashton in the arm, hiding his cheeks in Ashton's neck curve. Ashton laughed and held him closer, kissing his forehead.

"I love you." Luke says, Ashton smiles tiredly and caresses Luke's cheeks, pecking his lips softly.

"I love you too. I can't believe I can't see you until Wednesday..."

Luke pouts "Why so?"

"I gotta take care of some stuff in the kingdom and my wedding, but hey, at least I'll be here for your birthday on wednesday."

Luke gave him a fake smile and felt tears starting to form in his eyes. The thought of Ashton marrying someone that is not him and possibly leaving him makes his heart ache. This is a big mistake because Ashton is engaged and is going to get married in no time, but at the same time it felt so right that he couldn't avoid kissing him while he still had chance. Luke noticed he was crying when Ashton hugged him as he sobbed.

"Don't cry, baby. I hate to see you cry."

"W-what if you leave me for him? He is a prince and is rich a-and can you don't have to sneak out to be with him. It will be so much better and-" Luke sighed as Ashton cut him off with a kiss, pulling away to get some air.

"I love you, not him. He might be rich and he might be a prince, hell he could even own the entire planet that I wouldn't care! I only have eyes for you and my heart only beats for one Lucas and that Lucas is you, okay? Don't ever doubt that. I would marry you but it's way too early for something like that."

Luke nodded and smiled, cleaning his tears. They layed there for a while before getting up to have breakfast. Ashton tried hard to not stare at Luke while he got dressed but it was too much so he slapped Luke's ass as he walked past him. Luke laughed and finished getting dressed in Ashton's clothes.

"Do you really have to go home now?" Ashton asked, kissing his boyfriend "I don't want you to go, why can't I go with you? I could be that boyfriend your family doesn't approve but you still sneak out to see me everyday. Imagine the adventures!"

Luke laughed "Maybe some other time, I'm not ready... Promise you'll meet me on our spot on Wednesday?"

Ashton nodded and they kissed multiple times, before Luke laughed and said he really had to go. His godmothers were almost coming and they would suspect him not being home to greet them. The blonde grabbed the basket that had the crown, a poem Ashton wrote for him, the flower and the polaroids inside so he could remember those moments forever.

He quickly arrived his house and got in, hearing shuffling on the kitchen. He put the basket in his room and walked to the kitchen where the three women were going around like crazy. Luke coughed to call their atention and they stopped what they were doing to look at them.

"Luke! Oh goodness, we were so worried about you! We came home last night and you weren't here! Where have you been? What is that mark on your neck? Did you get some allergy?" Lily asked. The three of them ran to him and sat him down on a chair, checking if he was okay.

"Calm down!" He yelled laughing "I was out... with someone."

Their eyes widened and they gasped "Someone?!"

"What do you mean someone? You talked to strangers?"

"It was a boy, in the woods." Luke said, blushing "He is honestly so beautiful and charming, so nice. He understands me and I love him so much."

The three hidden-fairies stood still, shocked with what had just happened. Luke always obeyed to their rules, one of them being not talking to strangers. What if it was one of Michael's spies? They couldn't risk that!

"Just wait until you meet him! I'm going to my room to take a nap because I'm really tired, don't wake me up to eat." Luke got up and kissed their cheeks "Goodbye!"

Luke walked to his room and took out the poem Ashton wrote. His handwritting was pretty and curvy, Luke loved it. He laughed as he was reading the first part.

Pretty blue eyes

I wish you knew how much I love you

You make my day better

Even if my head is not between your thighs

Pretty blue eyes

You're the reason I get up in the morning

I hate everything about rhyming

But I love it when you're smiling

Pretty blue eyes

You may think I'm insane

But love makes you a fool

Please don't leave me behind

I promise you're not a tool

[i suck at poems but it pretty much shows how Ashton feels about Luke in a Ashton way]

"He's in love?"

"Oh my..."

"That's horrible!"

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Earlier on that day

Michael stared at the empty wall in front of him. He had messed up again with his dad so he put him in the dungeon for a week, only eating bread and drinking water. Calum would come by sometimes to talk to him when his father was out or bring him some food.

The door opened and his face lit up, thinking it was Calum but it was just his father. Michael shook with both anger and fear, he wanted to run away but couldn't, at least until his father was dead. The man glared at him, putting a tray with a small piece of bread on the floor and shoving it to Michael. The dark wizard smiled when his son offered resistance.

"They found the boy." the wizard said, noticing Michael still avoided looking at him "He was getting out of a house, we are going to kill them on his birthday. You know the plan."

"I don't want to."

"You're going to do it." and he left.

Michael sobbed and hugged the small pillow. He was sick of this, he wanted to be free and do what he wanted. He wanted to be with someone instead of being lonely all the time, he wanted to live like a normal teen. Sometimes he looked at Calum and he just wanted to kiss him but what if he doesn't feel the same? What if he feels weirded out by it and doesn't want to see him again?

He heard footsteps and soon Calum showed up, smiling at him.

"Hello Mikey."

He honestly just wanted to stop feeling so empty and sad.

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4 chapters + epilogue left T-T

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-ana rita (moony)