phobias // 5sos au

.6

On Wednesday, Luke finally manned up and sent Faye a DM on Twitter. This was of course after Calum had practically begged him to do so just for Luke to shut up about it. Calum loved his best friend, he really did, but he didn't like this obsessive side of him: it was simply annoying.

"Thank god she followed me back or else I would've been screwed." Luke muttered, biting his nails in the process.

After overthinking what he should say for what felt like a year to Calum, but in reality it was only a mere two hours, he finally decided on a simple "Hey". Luke hoped that Faye would recognize him and to his luck, she did.

Faye had followed Luke back the night before after finally checking her Twitter feed. She looked through his account as she was trying to fall asleep, chuckling at all of his dumb and adorable tweets. When she saw that he had DMd her the next day during her first class of the day she didn't hesitate to answer him.

F: Heyy

Luke didn't expect her to answer quickly so as his phone buzzed from the glass coffee table in Cal's apartment they both snapped their heads toward each other and then back to the phone.

"Answer it, dumbass." Calum chuckled as Luke just stared at the bright screen in shock.

L: What's up buttercup?

L: That was so lame oh my god

F: Nah it was cute

F: And I'm currently in class

F: But it's boring so.. what's up with you?

Luke couldn't help but blush at her use of the word 'cute', to which Calum just rolled his eyes before letting his head fall onto a pillow underneath him.

L: Hanging out with my friend Calum but he's boring so..

F: Gotta love boring friends

F: Anyways, how's your tattoo?

L: Good actually, I'm surprised it's not that sore anymore

F: That's good, I actually really liked where you got it so I may or may not be getting a quote in the same place next week :)

L: Ooh, what quote?

F: "My current situation is not my final destination"

F: My mom used to tell me that all the time and it's always kind of been really important to me

L: I honestly really like that :-)

L: How many tattoos do you have?

F: 21 or 22 I think and lol you still put a nose in your smiley faces that's great

L: Holy shit that's a lot of tattoos

L: shhh I do what I want, I'm punk rock

Faye didn't answer Luke for a full seventeen minutes, making him think that she was done with their conversation. He actually got quite upset about it, but he didn't let how he was feeling show.

F: Sorry, my professor almost caught me talking to you

L: It fine :-)

F: So Mr. Punk Rock, what happened in the twenty minutes I was forced to pay attention in class?

L: Nothing much, but I thought of a question you must answer

F: Shoot

L: What's your favorite tattoo of yours?