Kiss You {Muke}

Chapter 13

Kiss You

Luke:

"Luke." Calum said. I was soon broken from my unknown trance at the sound of his voice.

"You guys know each other?" Michael asked, seeming confused. I gulped and nodded my head. I'm not sure if Ashton already knows, and if he doesn't I definitely do not wanna be the one to tell him.

"Uh yea. Best friends actually." Calum explained with a smile.
"Oh, well then, um Luke...this is my best friend, Ashton." Michael introduced me to the curly haired lad who smiled brightly at me. I nodded my head in acknowledgement.

"Luke." I introduced.

Michael proceeded to pull a chair back and motioned me to sit down. I accepted the gesture and thanked him as he took the seat next to me. As I placed my hands onto my lap, Michael scooted his chair closer towards me and took my right hand to lace our fingers together. I glanced at him, but blushed when he winked.

"How long have you two been together?" Ashton suddenly asked. Calum smirked and set his chin in the palm of his hand, waiting for the answer as well.
"U-um, we...we're n-not together. L-like d-dating. Or anything." I stuttered over my words, embarrassed. Michael lightly squeezed my hand.

"Yet." He mumbled under his breath. My eyes widened. Is he serious?
"So um, you and Calum are friends? Does that mean that you, u-uh, work together?" Ashton asked.

I glanced towards Calum and he smiled reassuringly. I'm guessing Ashton knows everything then.

"Yea." I answered. Ashton smiled sweetly and nodded his head. "How did you and Calum meet?" I then asked. Ashton smirked and Calum flushed a deep red.
"Well," Ashton began, "Cal here happened to be shopping in the store I work at." He explained.

"What store?" I asked. Michael and Ashton began to giggle and I stared at Calum as he whined.

"He works at Victorias Secret." Michael whispered in my ear. Oh.

I laughed lightly. "Cal, no need to be ashamed. You know I shop there as well." I said.

Calum whined once again as Ashton's eyes grew wide and Michael chocked on air.

"Jesus." He gasped, patting his chest.

"Why are you so surprised, Mikey? You know well more than anyone else what I'm wearing under these jeans." I teased partially forgetting about the couple across from us.

"Yea, I know. Just you reminded me of how unbelievably sexy you look in them." He pulled my hand into his lap. "May have to take this to the bathroom, princess." He joked. I raised an eyebrow and pressed my hand against him, adding pressure. He bit his lip.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you, Mikey?" I pressed harder. I have absolutely no idea where this confidence came from just now.

Suddenly, Michael grabbed my hand and stood up.

"You guys sure you aren't dating?" Ashton mused.

"Nope. But we have to go now. Sorry for cutting this short. Bye!" He rushed out, pulling me up from my seat and proceeding to drag me away from the table. I laughed and heard Ashton shouting.

"But we didn't even order yet!" He exclaimed.

"Sorry!" Was Michael's short response as the restaurant door closed behind us, and Michael rushed me into his car. I continued to giggle as Michael seated himself behind the wheel and started the vehicle. "You are so getting it when we get home." He gritted playfully. The drive was only about 10 minutes anyways.