Basketball player ● cakeツ

✦ two ✦

side note ; Ashton is 17, Michael is 17 basically they are all 17 ok goodbye. And american, they live in Washington or whatever state it doesn't matter but in usa

& group pic bc they all got introduced.
fUCKING HOT

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[ hood ]

"Another day, another day." I heard Ashton mumble as we were walking to his house. "Shut up Ashton, I'm not ready for your stupid poetic moments." I chuckled softly, looking at the taller boy. He rolled his eyes at me.

"Michael, are you coming?" We asked Michael who was walking behind us. "Where?" We all stopped and looked down Michael's street, wow. He lives pretty close to me.

"Ashton's house." I spoke to the boy as he kicked the rocks. "Sure." He shrugged as we walked further down the street then finally arrived to Ashton's house. "Hi mum." Ashton smiled at his mom. "Hi Anne." I spoke to his mom, I usually call her mom. But I called her Anne so Michael knows her name. Wait, wheres Michael?

"Come upstairs." I heard Ashton say. I slipped off my shoes and ran after him. "Where's Michael?" I questioned Ashton, this boy has me suspicious now. He's a weird little feller. "He was just —" That's when Michael bursted into the room causing me to let out a girly scream and Ashton as well.

"What the hell man!" Ashton yelled holding his chest while I died slowly. "You should have seen your guys' face!" Michael clutched over, holding his stomach while laughing. I wanted to punch him in the face, but I'm gay, so I don't fight.

Nice excuse hood.

"Where did you even go?" Ashton started to laugh a bit. "I had to piss so I explored and accidentally scared your sister," He trailed off, "But I got to the bathroom." He shrugged. I was still lying on the ground, my heart was pounding against my chest.

"You okay man?" Michael laughed, patting my belly. "Don't pat my belly you prick." I retorted, getting up and playfully punching him. I was scared half to death, okay, again.. I'm exaggerating. But I'm gay boy so I should.

"What are we going to do all day?" Michael asked Ashton. "Calum! Calum!" Ashton shouted at me, I quickly got out of my gaze and looked at him. "What Ash?" I questioned, "Luke is throwing a party." He kind of squealed while staring at his phone screen.

Ashton loved parties, he just loved dancing. He's a great life lover. Before I could say anything Michael spoke up, "We should go." He seems so interested in Luke. It bugs me, because Luke is mine. Just kidding, he's — it took my mind a while to think what he really is.

"Are we going?" My mouth spoke, I didn't even mean to say that. "I guess." Ashton played it off cool. It will take us a while to get ready, well I will take ten years to get ready because I always have to look good for outings.

"Should I wear this?" Ashton held up a blouse with polka dots. I scoffed, "No, yuck." I half laughed and was half serious. "Wear this." I gave him skinny jeans and a black dress up shirt. "You're so gay." He laughed, shaking his head. "That was a stereotypical comment." I pointed out jokingly. I laughed, I just wore what I wore the whole day, because it was obviously fabulous.

"I'll just wear this." Michael shrugged. I rolled my eyes, what he was wearing was a red flannel that said idiot on the back and black skinny jeans. "Okay." Was all I said, I didn't want to mentally hurt the little boy. I did a quiff in my hair and was finally ready after a few more touch ups.

"Are you done?" Ashton almost yelled at me as I looked at myself in the mirror, okay. Next time someone bugs me while I'm getting ready — you don't even want to know actually. "Let's go." I spoke to the two annoyed impatient boys.