Bubblegum || Muke

Chapter Ten || Tickles

Luke's pov

"Luke," Emma snaps, taking my phone away and locking it. I was texting Michael, but of course I couldn't tell her that.

"Give me my phone back, please," I held my hand out but she didn't budge.

"Honestly Luke, if you cared about me, you would be paying attention to me. For the last few days, you've been ignoring me. What's wrong?" she pouted and looked up at me with big, green eyes. Not as pretty as Michael's.

I wanted to tell her everything about our relationship was wrong, but of course, I didn't have the guts to. The last thing I want is an angry female in the room with me.

"Nothing. Sorry," I shrugged. "Can I please have my phone back now?"

Emma looked at me long and hard, thinking about what she should do. She got up and went to the bathroom, with my phone.

My eyes widened and I quickly ran after her. Unfortunately, she got to the bathroom first and I knew what she was about to do. "Emma! Open the damn door!" I pounded my fists against the wood.

"Who the fuck is Riley?" she gasped from the other side and I groaned.

"Emma, come out of the bathroom before I break the door down!" I shouted again. She unlocked the door and looked up at me, mad.

"Care to explain who Riley is?" she narrowed her eyes at me.

"She's my cousin, God," I lied and her facial expression softened. I snatched my phone away and quickly put on my shoes, not bothering to answer Emma who was calling my name over and over.

Once my cons were on, I left the apartment as fast as I could.

To: Michael✨
mind if i come over? my sister is being hellllllaaaaaaa annoying fml
Read 12:47

From: Michael✨
sure!!!!!!!! :)))
Sent 12:50

I let out a relieving sigh and got in my car, heading to Michael's. When I arrived, he was sitting on the lawn with short jean shorts on and a pink tank top. He was lying on his stomach and his feet were swaying in the air as he read a Seventeen magazine.

He turned around and smiled at me when I pulled up, setting down the magazine.

"Hello, Lucas!" Michael flashed his teeth at me and kissed my cheek, making me blush.

"Hi, Michael. What're you doing?" I asked, glancing at his lawn.

"It's a beautiful day so I decided to lay out! Wanna join? I made pink lemonade," he gestured me go follow him into the house where I kicked off my shoes. After pouring me a glass, we went back outside.

"Are you wearing lipstick?" I asked and raised and eyebrow once we were sitting on the grass.

Michael smiled and eagerly nodded his head. "Yes, thanks for noticing! Seventeen has a bunch of makeup tips so I got some stuff to try out. Do you like it?" he asked.

"Duh? But I think you look better without it," I shrugged and touched his cheek. His bit the corner of his lip and squealed, rolling away from me.

"You wanna listen to Halsey or Ellie Goulding?" Michael asked, setting the Bluetooth speaker up. Before I could answer, Michael said, "Halsey it is!"

Michael turned the music up and giggled, setting the speaker down. I couldn't help but notice the thin layer
of sweat on his forehead and the blush on his cheeks from smiling so much. The boy truly is adorable.

"Are you ticklish?" I moved closer to him and grabbed him, pinning him to the grass.

"No!" Michael giggled.

"So if I did... this!" I started tickling his sides and he burst into laughter, the beautiful sound echoing throughout the neighborhood.

He slapped my arms away and wrapped his arms around my neck, pulling me close to him.

"You're so ticklish," I chuckled and Michael scoffed.

"I can't help it, it's a weakness."

"You're my weakness, Mr. Clifford." I can't believe I had the confidence to actually say that to him. Michael's eyes lit up and he went into another fit of giggles, causing my heart to smile and cry at the same time.

"You're so flirtatious!" Michael gasped for air and pushed me off of him.

"And you're so adorable," I cooed.

"Stop it," he turned the other way and crossed his arms. But he didn't look happy.

"What's wrong? Did I upset you?" I asked and crawled towards him, putting my chin on his shoulder.

"I'm just self conscious," he shrugged.

"But you're beautiful," I told him, meaning every word. Then I pecked him on his neck, sending shivers down his back.

Michael turned around and hugged me. "I'm so glad I met you." I could smell bubblegum again.

"I would've done anything to talk to the boy at the register. Honestly, I can't stand Forever21. But I can totally, one hundred percent, stand you."

A/N:

Q: WHATS EVERYONES FAV TRACK FROM SGFG????!!!!

A: honestly I can't pick fmlldlkxkc

-sugarplumlarry (Riley) xx