lemonade mouth | 5sos

four.

dedicated to grxngeharry

[unedited]

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LEMONADE MOUTH | FOUR

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Ashton hopped out his Dad's car, his forehead covering his eyes from the bright sun rays. He was part of the school football team and he never wanted to disappoint his father.

He bid his Dad a goodbye before breaking into a jog towards the Field with sweaty teenage boys running around. Ashton approached one of his best mates, Noah, shooting him a grin as he jumped in the game to kick the football to the other side, missing a goal.

"Better luck next time, mate" Noah patted his shoulder, a familiar voice catching Ashton's attention when he turned his head to where Michael was desperately trying to give his girlfriend, Sam, a lovebite.

Sam pushed Michael away from her, crossing her arms but Michael still didn't seem to be getting the hint that Sam didn't want to show any public display of affection as of now.

"C'mon Sam" The blue haired boy smirked, nudging Sam by her arm.

Sam mattered to Ashton. Ashton deeply cared about her and he'd do anything to take her from Michael's arms. But he got rejected when one of the girls from a younger grade, Elize, also dumped him.

It didn't take long enough when Ashton stepped up between the two, his hands finding its way to meet Michael's jaw, which almost broke. He scoffed, looking at Ashton in disbelief

"What the hell, mate?" Michael exclaimed, cupping his jaw

"Sam doesn't like PDA" Ashton sternly said, trying to act buffer than Michael Clifford who spent his vacations lifting video game controllers and game consoles. He eyed him up and down, "Punk."

"I do whatever I want, I'm punk rock" Michael remarked, cocking an eyebrow. Everyone almost snorted at him, especially Sam who tried to stifle a laugh.

"I highly doubt that" She muttered, hoping no one would hear her

"Look, Clifford, I'm not here for a fight" Ashton stated, clasping his hands together, "I just wanted to say that Sam never likes PDA"

Without hesitating, Michael threw in a punch and Ashton mirroring his actions too. The scene was pretty bad and no one could stop them. It was like fire against fire.

Gladly, Principal Brenigan walked up to the two who Sam finally convinced to stop. Ashton cracked his knuckles, as Michael tried to fix his hair.

"Middleton does not encourage students to bully each other; it is simply against the rules," Principal Brenigan warned, his eyes glaring at Ashton and Michael

Michael crossed his arms, "Smells like bullshit"

Principal Brenigan arched a brow before fishing out his pink paper, signed it and handed it to the two of them, "Have fun, Mickey and Ashley, I'll hopefully be seeing you both on Saturday."