It was the day after Louis had first met Ashton and the two had been texting from the moment Ashton had gotten Louis' number. It was a hard mission to complete, seeing as Luke was reluctant to just hand his best friends number over to the drummer. But Ashton was not one to give up. So after he had persuaded the singer that he had no bad intentions with the cross-dresser (not that Luke thought he did in the first place) and he promised to buy Luke doughnuts, he agreed.

Ashton really did like Louis. They had been able to keep a conversation going and that's what made Ashton happy. Especially considering they've only met once. He enjoys the company of those who can keep a conversation that was made out of nothing. And Louis seemed to be one of those people.

: Are you free tonight? My room mates going out and I don't want to spend the night with Luke..

Ashton smiled down at his phone before replying.

: Yeah I'm free. What time should I come round?

: Any time will be fine :)

: I'm on my way:):)

-

Louis began freaking out. He expected Ashton to say he'd be around an hour. Not right away. He was glad that he had somewhat tided his room the night before, when Luke was around. Because if he hadn't, he would be in even more of a rush to make a good impression for Ashton.

He understood that maybe Ashton didn't really care about that kind of thing, like Luke had said, he wasn't one to judge. But Louis wanted to save a little of his dignity and not let Ashton see his dirty pants on the floor.

He rushed towards the bathroom, sliding across the floor before gripping the sink to steady himself and not fall over. He huffed, looking at himself in the mirror. He had taken off his makeup the moment he got home from college. Don't get him wrong, he loves make-up. But after awhile, it can make your face feel heavy and today, Louis just wasn't really in the mood for it.

He decided to just leave his face, just tided up his hair a little before walking back into his bedroom. He picked up some checked pyjama shorts and an old Green Day shirt - which used to be Luke's - and slung the clothes on. By the time Louis had picked up the rest of his dirty clothes, took them to the laundry room and put the kettle on, Ashton had arrived.

At first when Louis heard the door bell, he was a little nervous. But he pushed he nerves to the side and remembered just how sweet Ashton was. So he walked to the front door of his flat and picked up the little phone hung on the wall.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Lou, it's Ashton." Louis smiled, pressing the buzzer, letting the older boy into the large building. He opened the front door and left it cracked open, before walking back into the kitchen.

The kettle let out a screeching noise, telling louis that the water inside had now been boiled and was ready to be made into a hot beverage. He picked up a black and white tea towel and wrapped it around the kettles handle, pulling it off the hop before we switching off the gas.

"Louis?" He heard Ashton call, then the front door shutting.

"In the kitchen!" Louis called back. It was a matter of second before Ashton walked through the kitchen door. Louis had his back to the boy as he made himself a cup of tea. Ashton couldn't help himself scan Louis' body with his eyes. Loving the way the big t-shirt hung off his shoulders and landed just above where the shorts stopped. He also noticed how tanned Louis' skin was and how his thighs were the best he'd ever seen. Also, Ashton took note on how cute Louis' feet looked in pink slippers.

"Ashton?" Ashton's head snapped up and looked straight to Louis.

"Huh?" Louis giggled quietly, and Ashton nearly swooned at how cute it sounded.

"I asked if you wanted tea? Coffee?"

"I'll have a coffee please, one sugar." He smile at the small boy before pulling off his black jacket and folding it over a chair which he then sat on.

Louis turned around, two mugs in his hands. One filled with his own drink and the other with Ashton's. "Here you go." He said, placing the hot cup down on a place mat which was on the table in front of the long haired boy. Ashton thanked him as Louis took the seat opposite. The room was quiet for a second before Ashton spoke.

"So how was college?" Louis groans at the question.

"Awful. I have an English assignment that I have to finish by the end of the week and I haven't even started. Plus, I have a play I need to read for drama. And to top it all off, Luke is my partner for our music project." Ashton leaned forward on the table, laughing at how Louis whined about his best friend. He wrapped his large hands around his cup, warming them up as he watched the chestnut haired boy speak.

He watched over his lips, trying to be discreet. It worked, seeing as Louis didn't notice through his rambling. Ashton had never noticed how thin the boys lips were. 'Course, he had seen pictures of Louis, and he had seen him yesterday, but he had never payed this much attention to his lips. And to be quite honest he had never seen better.

-

Once the tea and coffee had been drank, Louis and Ashton found themselves in the living room, spread out across the sofa, with a single bowl of popcorn. Ashton was sat at one end of the sofa, legs crossed, while Louis had his legs spread the whole length of the furniture and his head in Ashton's lap. The bowl of popcorn was balancing on Louis' stomach and was threatening to fall over with every breath his took.

Neither of them noticed however, because Louis was to engrossed in the movie they were watching, and Ashton was too busy smoothing Louis' hair back and admiring his make-up-less face. Watching as his no-longer-mascara-covered lashes fell against his cheeks as he blinked. He would admit, that the amount of staring he had done in the last few hours, could be seen as weird. But Ashton was just simply observing and last time he checked, that wasn't a crime.

By the time the movie had finished, Louis had fallen asleep and Ashton just couldn't bring himself to wake the boy up. So instead, he carefully moved the boys head from his lap and stood from the sofa. Slowly, Ashton picked up the smaller boy bridal style, and smiled softly as Louis let out a sound of approval and snuggled into his own chest.

Ashton carried Louis to his bedroom, laying him down on the mattress and pulling the thick white blanket over him. He waited for a second, making sure that the boy was comfortable and for sure a sleep, before he walked out of the room and closed the door. When he reached the living room he was shocked to see a girl stood there. He eyes went wide and he felt his cheeks turn pink.

"And who are you?" She asked, her arms crossed over her chest as if she was playing the roll of a parent. Which, in her defence, she was.

"A-Ashton?" He was unsure why it came out as more of a question but was relieved when the girl let out a snigger.

"I'm just playing with ya'. I know who you are. But I do want to know why you were here." She raised an eyebrow and Ashton just stood there for a second, trying to figure out who she was.

"Louis said that his room mate was out and that he didn't want to hang out with Luke- but- who are you?" The girl steeped forward, so that she was just over a foot away from Ashton.

"I'm the said room mate. Megan." She held out her hand, offering it to Ashton. His eyebrows furrowed, not understanding why she wanted to shake his hand. He did it nonetheless, scared of what she might do if he did not. However, when he went to pull his hand away, she was quick to pull it closer. "If you dare hurt Louis, in anyway shape or form, I will be quick to brake this very hand of yours." Ashton gulped, eyes wide once more. "Got it?"

Ashton nodded his head fast, before she finally let go of his hand. "I - uh - I'm gonna go." Megan just nodded her head before turning and walking into the kitchen. And of course, Ashton was very confused.

-

Louis awoke not sure of his surroundings. He couldn't remember how he got to his bed last night so he assumed Ashton had out him there. He closed he eyes once more as he wriggled his feet around and stretched out his arms and legs, letting out small noises as he did so. Soon enough, Louis was ready to get out of bed and made his way towards the kitchen and filled the kettle.

"Morning." He heard Megan speak behind him. He turned and smiled at the girl. "So you had Ashton over yesterday huh?" She wriggled her eyebrows at the boy and Louis groaned.

"Not you too. Luke's been going on about him to me also. I do not like him like that. I can't. Not yet anyway. We've known each other for like three days." He picked the kettle up and walked towards the stove, turning on the gas and placing the kettle on top of the lit flame.

"So what? People fùck on the first date all the time." Louis pulled a face towards his friend.

"Well not me. Ashton isn't like that either. Just stop, please?" Megan sighed dramatically, falling back onto a chair. Louis just shock his head and laughed, turning back to the side and carried on making their morning tea.

Not long after Louis was dressed and he was happy with his make-up, Luke had turned up and was waiting in the living room for Louis. "I don't see what takes you so long to get ready." He groaned, his head tipped as he rested it against the back of the sofa.

"What! You think this face and hair just happens all on its own?" Louis put his hand to his face. He had gone for a subtle look today. No bright colours, just neutral.

"I just don't see the point. If it's a natural look your going for, why use any at all?"

"You just don't get the ways of make-up Lukey." And yes he really doesn't. He couldn't tell you one thing about any of the products, all he can say is that he thinks it's a waste of time and money. "Okay, I'm ready, let's go." Louis gabbed ahold of Lukes hand in his left as he held his school bag in his right.