friends with benefits (cake a.u.) [completed]

thirteen

"So, Michael, has Rachel asked you out?" I grinned at him and the pale boy's face flushed with red.

"You told Lucas haven't you," he grumbled, partially happy and partially not.

"So has she asked you out?" I ignored his comment and continued to pressure him for his answer.

"Well, she hasn't, but-" Michael mentioned.

"Aww Michael I'm so sorry, I'll be your date," I interrupted.

"Calum Thomas Hood, let me fucking finish my sentences! For one, she hasn't asked me out, but I asked her out instead, and two, she said yes so I don't need your stupid pity," Michael spits at me for rudely interrupting him. "Look who's a loner now?" He mocks.

"Calum has Luke though," Ashton butts in and I blush.

"I guess," I mumbled.

"Speaking of that breadstick, where is he?" Michael asks and I shrug.

"He's been really busy with the production and all, rehearsals and more rehearsals, music editing, loads," I told them. "He comes back to the dorm at 10 and by that time, I'm already sleeping like a dead pig."

"What's your status right now? The both of you I mean," Ashton asked curiously.

"Same as before," I sigh.

"Have you asked him?"

"Well I don't want to, not after what happened not long ago!" I reasoned, yet knowing very well that always running away from the question wasn't a very wise choice.

"What happened?" Michael and Ashton both asked in unison and it hit me that I've never told them.

"Nothing really, I was just on one of my period days then," I covered up, using my fingers to make quotation marks for the period part.

"TELL US!" Ashton almost shouted at me.

"You guys don't really need to know, it's kind of private..." I explained frantically.

"Wow what a great friend you are," Michael rolls his eyes and slaps me on the back.

"Sorry dude," I stuck my tongue out at him.

"Meh," he replied, also sticking out his tongue as Ashton giggled loudly.

"Hey," I felt someone's hands massaging my shoulder.

The familiar scent caressed my nose as I turned to see Luke grinning behind me. I gestured at him to sit down beside me and he kindly accepted it, starting to eat my spaghetti.

"Speak of the devil," Michael elbowed me as Luke's eyebrows knitted in confusion.

"Were you guys talking about me?" He asked, wiping off the tomato sauce off his soft pink lips.

"No-"

"Yes! Well you see, Calum here," Michael interrupted me with a glint in his eyes. "He told us about how much he loves you and wants to marry you and then have little cake babies with you."

"Hey, that's not true!" I protested, my cheeks flushing red. "At least not the cake babies part..."

"Cake babies?" Luke choked on the spaghetti.

"Calum times Luke equals Cake!" Ashton shouts out.

"Are you guys like five? Really? Cake babies?" I asked, obviously embarrassed and a little annoyed.

"It's definitely reality," Michael shrugged it off, going back to his food.

"Hey, I don't mind having cake babies with you," Luke whispered in my ear and I slapped his knee.