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"My arse is better material for cooking, Nialler. Your butt is squishy."
"Excuse me, my butt is squishy and fabulous."
"Can't roast squishy stuff can you now?"
"Squishy stuff can be roasted, Lou."
"Said whom?"
"Said the world?"
They've been at the Camp site since nine in the morning, and the ruckus was already unimaginable.
It’s fucking hilarious to see Harry's features turn darker and more irritated with Louis and Niall bickering while he tossing the burger patties. "Stop. I’m trying to cook a decent meal."
"But he started it!" They both exclaim childishly.
Harry huffs. “Does it matter?”
Alas, Liam finally intervenes."Lads, quit it, you can feel the steam raging from Harry's head." Liam scolds the two- now pouting rascals. "Why not leave him be and explore the area? I heard the owner's got a sick tractor around here, explore the area or somethin’."
The moment the word ‘tractor’ left Liam’s lips, Louis and Niall disappear in a flash of a second, screaming cheers and shotgun.
Harry sighs in relief. "Thank God. I was getting tired of hearing them talk about their butts for cooking material. Thanks for not helping, Ashton. You’re the best."
“You’re welcome.” Liam grins.
Ashton shrugs. “Hey, it was hilarious. Besides, Niall and Louis was always my favorite person.”
“I thought I was your favorite person?” Harry fake gasps as he fans over the grill. “You betrayed me!”
**
Ashton later walks away from the kitchen area, bored a little later as soon as Harry and Liam suddenly got into some deep conversation about anal penetration (ew).
He sighs, looking up at the bright, lovely blue sky. So, what was there to do now? He already explored the area the moment they got there, so he didn't really feel like doing something adventurous. He knows for sure that Calum and the others are somewhere in the backyard partaking in some weird shit they would definitely force him to do if ever stepped foot in their premises.
Seriously, if only everyone knew the true colors of 5sos. Punk rock more like ponies and magic.
Wait.
He could make a video. It's been quite a long while since he uploaded a video on YouTube, he bets his fans are ready to mince him into a stick, so a good comeback would be to vlog about this camping experience featuring 5sos and One direction.
Ashton is a fucking genius.
Hours later…
"Hiya this is Ashton and I have a huuuuuge surprise for you guys!"
Ashton pauses the video and smiles satisfactorily before closing his laptop. Mmhm, Yup, perfect.
Calum gapes at the screen he had been looking at since Ashton started editing his video. "I can't believe I was just featured in your vlog."
And then there was Michael, bouncing all over the room. "I can't believe I’m in one of your videos! Like a dream come true!"
There was also Luke, the curious pup."Hm, I was always interested on how youtubers edited their videos." Luke scans the screen observantly. "I mean, my YouTube videos were shit. I didn't know how to use those video editors and softwares or whatever it was called."
"Well Luke, for starters, your video camera was not a video camera to begin with. “ Michael cackles at the opposite end of the room.
Luke flips Michael off. "Like yours wasn't either, you Motorola user."
"You're one to talk, you were all about Nokia back then!"
"Nokias were cool!"
“’Were’, indeed!”
Calum sighs thankfully. "I'm so glad I was a Samsung user, saves me from the embarrassment."
Ashton honestly wonders how he ended up here with them. How he was given the ability and chance to witness a phone argument featuring Luke and Michael, yet alone add them in one of his videos.
It felt unreal, very unrealistic to be friends with these guys he was supposed to hate once a long time ago.
“Okay, peeps. How about we all go catch some dinner Harry has made for the past couple of hours?” Louis strides into the open room with his plate ready in his hand. “Tonight’s all about curry and burger patties.”
Pretty soon, everyone was rushing to the kitchen.
**
After dinner, their stomachs were full to their hearts content. Everyone gathered around the bonfire with their mats and blankets huddled around them. Niall and Michael were playing different country songs on the guitar while everyone sang along to the weird ‘Yololololo’ parts. The atmosphere suddenly brightens even though it was night.
“So,” Michael says, “When I sing ‘Yalelilo’, you guys should sing ‘wee ah weeh’. Got it?”
“Got it!” Everyone shouts merrily as soon as Michael and Niall start strumming intro.
Meanwhile, while everyone was in very high spirits, the temperature outside becomes colder and colder. And that seemed very evident in Luke’s actions, who was shivering, but pretending he was fine.
“Aren’t you feeling cold?” Ashton whispers to Luke, who was sitting next to him. “We can share blankets.”
Luke, caught red-handed, shakes his head slowly. “I’m fine, thanks though.” He smiles, trying not to shiver, Ashton knows.
Of course, Ashton would not buy it. “Bullshit. Come here,”
Before he even knew what he was doing, Ashton had already pulled the younger boy closer to him, wrapping the two layers of blanket around both of them, making sure that air would enter. “There. Much better.”
For some reason, the feeling of Luke's warmth made his heart beat thrice as fast as it would've, this overridden feeling was just too much to contain, he could feel his own heart beat synchronizing with Luke, the thought of Luke physically more closer to him than usual made his face heat up like crazy. It was nerve wracking yet he didn't want to pull away, comfortable, yet so, erratic. The feeling of Luke's soft breaths on his neck makes him shudder.
Then, the music stops, only to be replaced by the coos of Michael. “Aww, Lukey-wookey and Ashy are huddled together with a lovely blanket wrapped around them. Isn’t that just romantic, everyone?”
Everyone joins in the sensuous whooping and nonsensical cheering, and Ashton can feel his ears steaming up faster than before. There was no need for a warmer. “Shut up.”
“Really though,” Louis says once the cheerings slow down for a bit, “I thought Ashton hated Luke, from what I saw and heard, but I guess its false, ey? Clearly you both are being quite cutesy over there.” He teases.
Luke shakes his head frivolously. “N-no, I was just feeling really cold…”
Calum rolls his eyes. “Yeah, okay, whatever. Use that excuse to hide the fact that this is your secret fantasy coming to life.”
The cheerings and whooping get louder again and all Ashton wants to do is to pray for the ground to swallow him up whole.
I thought Ashton hated Luke, from what I saw… that sentence was still ringing throughout Ashton’s head.
Yes, he was supposed to be hating Luke. Louis was totally correct. From someone's own point of view, he or she would easily see the harbored hatred Ashton has for Luke. Afterall, it wasn't like Ashton was hiding it or anything.
That being said, recently he and Luke had gotten along ever since the elevator incident, and it was pretty hard to hate someone who was so likable. But then again, it also wasn't as if Ashton totally forgot his hatred towards Luke.
Yeah, why did he make the first move awhile ago? Why did he care for his enemy? Was Luke even considered his enemy at this point?
The real thought that was creeping in his mind this entire time was the one that scared Ashton the most.
Did he still really hate Luke?