Punk, more or less

You've got a hot face.

AN/ Michael's friend Max is on the side(or top) :D

"Michael, why are you hard again! GO have a wank man!" Max said from next to me, I chuckled and looked at my best friend, we met at the tattoo parlor like 2 years back, he moved here from America.

"Shut up, you're as bad as Ashton!" I tell him, he laughs and then continues eating his ice cream. The dude loved ice cream. Max was a cool guy, he didn't mind me sitting in just my boxers, he knew I felt restricted wearing clothes.

"Well then what do you want me to say? Go visit Paul?" He asks me, I smile a little at the memory of Paul but then I shrug.

"He's better off now, plus I've got my eye on somebody else!" I tell him.

"Oh do tell." He begs, turning to look at me with his spoon in his mouth.

"I don't exactly know who he is, we met on tumblr after I accidentally liked one of his pictures and then like we started talking and he's really hot. He wears skirts and crop tops and things and damn I love his legs and he's got a nice ass too." I tell Max, Max frowns and then nods.

"So?" He asks.

"I don't know, he's pretty funny and cute and he can be all sexual at times, I really like talking to him and as you've noticed he gets me hard a lot." I tell him.

"Then why not meet him?" Max asks.

"Well I don't know where he lives and both of us haven't posted a picture showing our faces so it would  be hard to find each other in a crowd you know and who knows he might live hours away from here." I tell him.

"Why not ask for a picture of his face, and his phone number!" Max tells me.

"No, what if he doesn't like my face?" I ask Max, Max snorts at me.

"You've got a hot face." Max says, I shake my head at him.

"I'm serious Mickey, you're hot." Max says, he moves closer to me and offers me a scoop of his ice cream.

"If I was that hot I wouldn't be single." I tell him.

"You'd not be single if you acted like yourself when outside these walls. Paul loved you remember, he still cares about you a lot too, he thinks you're hot." Max says, I smile because the memory of Paul always made me smile, he was the cutest and now he's like a little brother to me. We broke up on friendly terms, both coming to the conclusion we just didn't see each other like that anymore. Paul and I still hung out sometimes at his place or out of town since Paul lives on the opposite side of town.

"But MAX! What if this guy doesn't like my face! My ugly eyes and my eyebrows and what about my hair and my stupid scar and my blond scruff and and and my zits!" I tell him.

"Your skin is as smooth as a babies butt Michael, shut up!" Max retorts, I sigh and pout at him.

"You're hot Michael, he'll just find you even hotter when he sees you, like the real you with the face and all." Max tells me, I just keep pouting at him.

"What?" He asks me, he usually got uncomfortable if I pouted at him for too long.

"What if he doesn't like me though?" I ask him.

"Then we'll go out and find you a cute little boyfriend that loves skirts and make up and glitter and sparkles and rainbows and unicorns and cookies." Max says, this makes me smile just a bit. I smile as I got a new text message from my new cute friend Calum, I know he was Luke's friend but Luke was an asshole towards him and the poor fellow was crying. I chuckle at the name that he put down as his contact.

CuteCal — Mickey!

Mr.Fine — Cutie!

CuteCal — I want to dress like myself for school tomorrow, but I think people would laugh at me L

I frown because what did he mean with he wanted to dress like himself?

Mr. Fine — You dress how you like!

CuteCal — Hmm, well I don't know, maybe I'll dress normal and then like kind of get into it?

Mr. Fine — If that's what you want then you do that! I'll be with you ever step of the way!

CuteCal — Jeeej! I don't see why Luke doesn't like you, you're the sweetest!

Mr. Fine — I'm not sweet, I'm punk rock.

CuteCal — yeah so punk rock with your big sweaters and your sweaterpaws with your kitten like eyes.

Mr. Fine — Don't call me 'kitten like' it's not punk rock.

CuteCal — I need to see it to believe it!

Mr. Fine — You'll see it one day :p

CuteCal — I'm glad we're friends Mickey.

Mr. Fine — me too Cal, me too.

CuteCal — I've got to go ok, see you tomorrow?

Mr. Fine — see you tomorrow!!

"Who are you texting?" Max asks me, unlike Ashton he wouldn't just look at my phone.

"Just a new friend I made." I tell him, he smiles and then frowns.

"You're not going to start ditching on me for them right?" Max asks me.

"No way man, you're one of my best friends." He reply. I frown as I get another text because I didn't know who else would be texting me since Ashton was working. TO my surprise it was actually Ashton.

Dimples — YO asshole, I need to tell you something! I met somebody and damn you're either going to laugh at this or go full on mental!! See you later mate! 

AN/ So what do we think about Max? He's a good guy, promise ^^ and there's some info about Michaels past too! Who can take a guess at who I'm using to play Paul? Go ahead since I'm using their actual names so the guy called Paul is called Paul in real life!!!

Who do you think Ashton met? PS. this chapter is what happens right when the door opens at Luke's place. The next chapter and this chapter kind of happen at the same exact time :p