Vinyl //Muke

Swings and Brooms

Michael's POV

What the hell is he doing. He is not doing what I think he is. He can't be doing that. He totally isn't trying to give me a promise ring right now. I'm not internally dying right now either.

"Michael?" He was still waiting for an answer. I had been staring at him for a while now in shock.

"Huh?" I just stared at the ring he was holding in his hand.

"Are you going to answer anytime soon?" He asked.

"Uh, yes?" I mumbled.

"Yes that your going to answer me or yes that you'll accept this promise ring?" He actually looked nervous for once. I don't think I've ever seen Luke nervous before.

"Yes to both." A smile lit up his face as he slipped the ring on my finger then wrapped his arms around me in a hug.

I swear this boy never fails to surprise me.

"I feel like you just proposed to me or something." I mumbled into his shoulder.

"That'll happen some day." He pulled away from me but connected our hands.

"Does this mean I'm the girl in the relationship?" I asked which caused him to smile.

"Duh, now let's go swing." He dragged me over to the swings and we both sat down one ones next to each other.

"Ugh this is so uncomfortable." I mumbled.

"Mikey, your butt is to big for it." He laughed and starting swinging.

"Your just jealous of my booty." I just sat there awkwardly on the swing as he swung high and higher.

"You do have a nice butt, but I'm not jealous." He smirked then jumped off. I really wish he'd fall on his face, but he didn't. He landed perfectly then turned towards me.

"Let's go then since your just gonna sit there." He started heading towards my truck and I got up from the swing.

My butt is still in pain.

He got in the drivers seat of my truck and I rolled my eyes. I got in the passengers seat and slammed the door behind me.

"Who said you could drive my truck?" I asked and started messing with the radio but he slapped my hand away from it.

"I did." He put in my Green Day CD and turned it up. He probably didn't want to listen to me or something. He stopped my truck in front of Ashton's then quickly got out.

"Why are we always at Ashton's?" I grumbled as I followed him to the front door.

"It's not just Ashton's anymore." He reminded me. We walked into the kitchen and he grabbed two beers from the fridge then handed one to me.

"Are you trying to get me drunk, Hemmings?" I asked opening it then throwing the top at him.

"Sure, I'm trying to get you drunk off of one beer." He rolled his eyes and opened his.

"Michael haven't you figured out his plan by now? He's going to get you drunk and have his wicked way with you." Ashton walked into the room and took Luke's beer from his hand.

"How could you tell him the plan!" Luke punched Ashton causing him to drop the beer.

"Your cleaning that up." Luke smirked then grabbed another beer from the fridge then stepped over the glass.

"I hate you, Luke." Ashton grumbled grabbing the broom then attacking Luke with it.

Luke quickly ran and hid behind me as I just stood there.

"Ashton, you really don't want to hit me with a broom." I stated.

"And why is that." He smirked.

"I can make sure you don't sleep at all for the next month." I took a sip of my beer and his eyes widened.

"I am not listening to you and Luke have sex every night so leave me alone so I can clean." He pushed us out of the room and I smirked at Luke.

"Your still gonna do it aren't you?" He asked and I nodded. He smirked and I dragged him up the stairs to his room.