Life as a Clifford | Muke

1.3

Luke was seated between Calum and Michael on the large sofa in the theater room at the Clifford's home. A movie was playing on the large projection screen across the whole wall.

Luke was internally fangirling about everything, he's watched the show for so long and now here he was inside the Clifford's home with Michael Clifford sitting right next to him.

Calum had his arm wrapped around Luke's waist holding him close, his hand resting on Luke's inner thigh occasionally rubbing it absentmindedly, trying to get some reaction out of Michael. All he seemed to get was a glare and a few angry texts.

[From: Mikey]

What are you doing?

You don't even like boys.

Seriously what are you doing? are you trying to grab his dick... stop, I'm right here...

[To: Mikey]

Why are you Jealous?

[From: Mikey]

Just pay attention to the movie.

[To: Mikey]

You didn't answer my question.

[From: Mikey]

I don't need to.

Calum looked from his phone that was laying in his lap and looked past Luke to see Michael flipping him off. He smirked, knowing his plan was somewhat working.

Luke leaned closer into Calum and whispered, "Your hand is way too close."

Blushing, Calum moved his hand away from the inner part of Luke's thigh. "Sorry," He whispered back, burying his face into Luke's neck, nipping lightly at the skin there causing Luke's breath to hitch. "Just trying to make Michael jealous." Calum mumbled against Luke's skin.

After Calum nipped at the sensitive skin of Luke's neck, Luke wasn't sure if he believed Calum when he said he was as straight as he made himself out to be. Because if he was willingly messing around with Luke to make Michael jealous and admit he feels something toward the lanky blond boy, then Calum was still just as confused as he was when Michael gave him a blowjob.

Calum excused himself going to the kitchen to find some more snacks, leaving Luke and Michael alone for a few minutes. Calum sent Luke a wink and then he was gone.

Michael spoke first, distaste filling his voice. "You and Calum, huh?"

Luke was taken aback by Michael's tone of voice, shrinking into himself on the couch. "Um, yeah..?"

"You don't seem so sure." Michael smirked.

"'Cause I'm not," Luke mumbled. "It's only been a few hours and he's already too clingy."

"Calum's as straight as they come so I'm surprised he took interest in a boy who's obsessed with his best friend and his TV show." Michael shrugged, taking another sip of his beer that sat on the table in front of them.

"Oh." Luke looked down at his hands that were clasped together on his lap.

"No offense." Michael added.

"Offense taken." Luke scoffed, looking up at Michael, taking in his features. He really was beautiful but from what Luke has seen today Michael still showed no interest in him.

Michael didn't reply, instead he pulled out his phone and began texting someone and Luke assumed it was Ashton so he paid no attention to Michael.

[To: Cal]

Get your ass back in here it's fucking awkward.

It doesn't take that long to get a bag of chips.

[From: Cal]

About that. I left.

[To: Cal]

You WHAT?

I will not be stuck with Luke.

Get your ass back here and take him home.

CALUM!

I hate you.

[From: Cal]

I love you too, bro.

Michael groaned throwing his phone on the other couch in the room. Luke looked at him curiously until Michael spoke. "Calum left."

Luke's eyes went wide, "What? He was my ride home, fucking twat."

Michael actually laughed at Luke's comment because he was feeling the same toward his friend.

Michael watched as Luke scrambled around collecting all his belonging and stuffing them in his pocket. "Now I gotta take the bus home. And it's late, I hate taking the bus at night," Luke sighed. "I'm going to kill Calum next time I see him."

"I'll drive you home."

Luke ran his fingers through his hair before he looked back up at Michael, "I can see you don't want to, I'll be okay."

"Ashton would never forgive me if I let you go off into L.A. at midnight. C'mon," Michael motioned for Luke to follow him out into the garage that held three cars. One being his and the other two his parents.

"I thought you had more cars?" Luke asked, confusion evident on his face.

"Don't always believe what you read online." Michael sighed.

Luke only nodded before getting into the passenger side of Michael's car.

"At least the upside of having to take you home is that I get to see Ashton again."

Luke sunk down further into the leather seats, "Yeah, Ashton..."

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an: here's some muke. They still have to work things out again, but it's coming along and they'll be together at last.

As always thank you so much for reading! :)