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Ch.10 Cuddle? Cuddle?

Chapter 10. Cuddle? Cuddle?

Luke's POV.

It was already 10 in the morning and Calum was being an arse. Ashton had already woken us up with a sneak attack full of rubber darts and nerf guns at 8am. So to say the least I was to either be left alone on my phone, or you'd be seeing the words on your tombstone recited as: "here lies Calum, death by a grumpy luke."

Yeah it was no grumpy cat but boohoo.

"What're you doin buddy?" Cal chided while not hesitating to destroy the comfort bubble of personal space I previously retained.

"Stop poking my face." I answered. My eyes traveled up and down over my phone screen as my thumb scrolled down the news feed.

"Luke." There it was again. But this time he began to let my hair. Who the hell does that?

"No."

"Luke." I should probably make my statement on twitter now about how I will never be cake af. Calum is annoying the hell out of my tired arse right now and it sucks balls.

Out of the corner of my right eye, I glared at him. Not a sound came from my voice.

"Cuddle?" Oh yes, because I'd love to cuddle with someone who clearly can't tell I am a wild beast when I haven't gotten my 8 hours of beauty sleep.

He forwarded with the poking of my cheek once again. I hate this band.

"Cuddle?"

"No. Stop it." I muttered, looking from my phone to calum's face, ten back again.

"Cuddle?" The hysterics were bound to be heard soon.

"No. Stop poking me!" I said through a crack of giggles followed in tow with Calum. In no time we were hiding our obnoxious laughter with our elbows, our faces covered.

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"Calum? What the hell dude. I thought I was your cuddle buddy? Hashtag Malum all the way! We were gonna make it big!" I heard Michael belt out in dire sarcasm. I was just throwing a black sweatshirt over myself as we all were exiting the room.

"Oh shut up Michael, just make another keek or delete it then" I shoved him. Whoops, my bad.

"No you shutup luke." He laughed. I would never win in these cases. My eyes rolled and I trudged along behind Ashton for the front entrance of the lobby.

The screams were heard as Ashton and Michael were the first out. I was to be the rotten egg here. Calum wouldn't count seeing as how he was already out the back entrance.

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"Oh nice. So I assume your my new sub." I had found that YouTube girl. Fvck you Michael, I'm not talking to a phone screen now. A slight smirk spread over my lips.

"Guilty as charged. So shall I take the picture Oliver?" I asked the girl. she seemed like it was hard enough to hold back any emotions. Couldn't blame her, I was beginning to have the same feelings. She just shrugged handing her phone over.

As I slid my finger over the camera app the device immediately buzzed within my hand. Dammit I swear I didn't touch anything.

"Oh umm you have a couple of texts from.." I was cut off from my sentence after seeing new text alerts.

My hand was suddenly empty again and Olliver's voice was saying something. "From my dog!" Was her next sentence. I could see her face heating up.

"Your dog knows how to text?" I cocked my eyebrow in her direction and grinned. Time to mess around.

"Oh sure, she can text, she can cook, she can even drive" Her enthusiasm was appreciated along with her grin.

"But Olliver-" The girl next to Olliver went to say something but I was too wrapped up in this conversation now, I had left some manners at the back door cutting her off by mistake.

"Can your dog skateboard?" I questioned Olliver with a straight face. I earned a laugh out of the girl. Her eyes searching everywhere but for me.

"Well no? Why?"

"Aw, I guess that's not very interesting. If anything your dog needs to know how to skateboard if their to be punk af" Winging it! Winging it! I surely must have sounded like an idiot by now. Maybe I should have mapped this out with index cards incase a situation like this ever happened.

"Sorry, we all can't please Luke hemmings" was my answer. I chose not to reply and pulled Olliver into my side quickly for a picture.

Out of impulse I kept my hand around her and took a second to grab my phone from my pocket and held it up. I snapped one more quick selfie where my face was set in a cheesy grin per usual, Olliber in the other hand looked simple and all around that sweet girl who you wouldn't expect to even flip off a drunk driver.

"See you around then Olliver" I shouted running along down the line before I would be shoved into the black can with Ashton and Michael by security.

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The van just made it out of the lot. Now on our way to a recording session for the first albumn. This was actually a thing.

"Who's this girl Luke?" Michaels voice chimed in beside me. I snapped out of my daze and brought my head away from the window.

"What?" It took a moment for my focus to target on my phone in Michael's power. How does he always manage this.

"How many times will I have to reset my damn pass code idiot" I answered him the least bit thrilled.

"Sorry, can't answer that, it's classified. Now who is this girl?" The red colored hair lad was persistent.

"The screen I was talking to on the plain." My reply was simple and discreet. I really didnt care about his need to know right now.

"Okay, whatever the hell that means nerd." At least Michael easily lost the interest.

"Oh and shutup."

I hate this band. This band sucks.

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A/N: UPDATE! Woo! Sorry for any typos and errors here and there , I'm writing this all and only editing slightly. The major editing will come later.

Sorry if this chapter is kind of boring. Ill be updating some more today.

Okay. QOTD: what's your favorite 5sos keek?
A: between the deleted cuddle keek or Michael and Calum's Banana keek .-.

~Sarah