Sell Me Out (a 5SOS Fanfic)

9: Surfboards and Flat-hair Luke

JADE'S POV

"P-P-P-P-PARTAY!" I squeal while jumping up onto Zoe's king-sized bed.

"I don't think so. It's a Wednesday night. We should make it an early night tonight." Zoe started rummaging through her drawers.

"Party pooper" I mumble as I start towards her drawers.

"What are you looking for?" I ask while looking through her clothes, we had a similar style.

"Pajamas for you. Do you need school clothes for tomorrow as well?" Zoe starts to go frantic, making her way to the wardrobe.

"No thanks. I'll just swing by mine tomorrow" I assure her.

"Okay. What pajamas do you want?" she gestures to her drawer, allowing me to search to my own liking. I go through half of her drawer when I come up with an idea. I pick out two sets of pajamas and throw one set towards Zoe. She misses them completely.

"On Wednesdays, we wear pink" I state in the best white trash voice that I can muster.

***

Zoe eventually gave into wearing the pink pajamas that I found in the bottom of her drawer. We are not fans of pink, to put it nicely. I used the excuse of being loyal to Mean Girls, therefore having to be sacrificial. We had both gotten ready for bed quickly before hopping in her bed. Zoe and I have been friends for a long time so this was considered normal for us. We've been looking at her ceiling for a few minutes, resting in a comfortable silence.

"Can I ask you a question?" Zoe breaks the silence first.

"That was a question" I giggle.

"Jerk"

"Bitch"

"Wuss"

"Chicken"

"You smell like a toilet" she ends our quote comebacks from Supernatural.

"What did you want to ask me?" I slap her lightly on the arm, making sure she wouldn't change the subject again.

"Umm...forget it. It doesn't matter anyway" she brushes it off again.

"Zoe! I wanna know! Please!" I shake her shoulders and her head hits the bars of her bed.

"Ow! Okay, I'll ask. Quit abusing me" she laughs while rubbing the sore spot on her head.

"Sorry" I mumble, begging her to go on.

"Okay. Can you tell me some stuff about Luke? About the bathroom rumours, the friendship you guys have, what is he like, what are his friends like?" Zoe keeps listing until I burst into hysterics.

"Slow down cowgirl! I will tell you some stuff if you tell me what's going on with Calum." I attempt to persuade her into a trade. Zoe stays silent for a few seconds, contemplating the result of my suggestion.

"Fine. You are going first though." I swear I can see her blushing in the pitch-black room.

***

I tell her the story of how Luke and I met, skipping the minor detail of kissing him on the cheek. I was feeling generous that day but it wasn't that big of a deal. I would tell her eventually, it wasn't important for now.

"Just friends? I don't buy it. You guys don't act like 'just friends'" Zoe chuckles, proud of her remark.

"I could say the same for you and Hood. You guys were so cute and awkward today" I tell her seriously.

"What did Michael tell you?"

"Nothing. I figured it out on my own. You're tutoring Hood, aren't you?"