Luke's POV

"We're here." He said and parked the car. 

I looked up and saw the most beautiful house I have ever seen. 

"Wow." I breathed out in amazement.

"What? It's not that big. You should see Michael's. His is twice as big."

I ignored him and stared at the house in amazement.

"Well let's go already." Ashton said leading me to the front door.

"Went went through the large doors and on the inside it was mind blowing.

It was so big and nicely furnished and clean.

I would kill to have Ashton's life.

"Hello dear! Who's your... friend...?" A lady I assumed to be Ashton's mom came over and eyed me in disgust.

"I'm Luke." I said offering her my hand to shake but she just looked at me in disgust. 

I looked down and felt tears prick at my eyes again when I heard her say quietly to her son,

"Make sure he doesn't touch anything. Grab him one of the crappy chairs and don't let him sit on your bed or touch anything."

I felt a few tears escape my eyes and wiped them away quickly.

"Luke let's go upstairs." Ashton said leading me upstairs with a cheap wooden stool in hand.

We entered his bedroom and I just stood there looking at everything in amazement.

He had all kinds of things I have never even seen. 

HE HAD VIDEO GAMES! 

I've never even seen one of those.

I ran over to his games and was about to pick one up when I heard him say, "Don't you dare touch that. I don't want your filth all over it."

"O-oh, I-I've n-nev-ver s-seen one o-of th-those." I said trying my hardest to hold back tears.

"Yeah right." He said rolling his eyes.

After about 2 hours of figuring out what we were going to do, he decided to drive me home.

Once we pulled into our driveway he saw our small shed sized house and said, "You sure this is the right place?"

I just nodded and got out of the car.

I got inside and didn't realize. I left my bag and Ashton was going to come inside to give it to me.

(A/n Oh no)