I thought that was so funny omfg (picture @ top or side)
"I wish we could just stay and cuddle all day but-"
"We can't," I finished his sentence and we both sadly sighed. I laced my fingers with his and kissed the top of his head. "I'll see you tomorrow, okay?" Michael pouted but nodded his head. I gave him a quick hug before leaving.
Tomorrow is going to suck. What makes it even worse is that Emma got a job at Forever21, which is basically a living nightmare for me. I have a feeling that this secret I've been keeping from the both of them won't stay a secret for long.
• • •
"Hey, Lukey! My break just started, do you want to go grab lunch?" Emma skipped into Hot Topic and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Morgan walked past holding a pile of shirts and rolled her eyes.
"Uh ye–" I was about to agree until I saw the familiar pink head of hair approaching me. I took a step away from Emma and smiled at Michael.
"Hey Michael. Need anything?" I nervously asked and glanced at Emma. She didn't look too concerned.
"I can't stop by to check in on my b–"
"Be right back! I think I heard Morgan calling me." I gave both of them a reassuring smile and went to go find Morgan in the back. I found her opening a new box of Twenty One Pilots shirts.
"So you're dating Michael and Emma?" Morgan smirked and stood up to face me.
"I need your– how did you know?"
"It's obvious. I've seen the way you look at Michael and now he's even dropping by to see you. But Emma... you've got yourself in a pickle there, my friend," Morgan chuckled and patted my back, going back to the box.
"Please get Emma out of here. I'll even... I'll even stay past my shift. Just please help me!" I begged. She closed her eyes and blew her blue, dyed hair from her face.
"Please... they're probably talking now and I–"
"Shut your fucking mouth. I'll take your little girlfriend to lunch," Morgan rolled her eyes and kicked the box of shirts, standing up again.
"Awe, thank you, Mo!" I basically leaped at her and hugged her the best I could. She huffed and pushed me away, going to go greet Emma. I followed behind her. Emma was still in the same spot but Michael was looking at all of the bows and bracelets.
"Hey, my name is Morgan. Do you wanna go grab a bite?" Morgan offered and smiled.
"I don't do lesbians. Yuck," Emma scoffed and quickly looked away, crossing her arms.
"I'm not a lesbian!" Morgan exclaimed, shocked at Emma's response. The tension got worse and worse and I wanted to run away.
"Whatever, I have a–"
Morgan saved me again and cut Emma off from saying boyfriend. "Get out. I don't want to see you again as long as I work here," Morgan demanded.
"Then I'll file a complaint to the manager," Emma smirked, thinking she won.
"I am the manger. Get out."
Emma sighed in defeat and rolled her eyes before saying, "Fine. My shift is almost over anyways." Then she finally left. I sent Morgan a thankful look but she ignored it.
"Erm... Do you mind filling me in on what just happened?"
I shook my head and rubbed my face in exhaustion. "You don't want to know."
I didn't really see Emma for the rest of the week, mainly because she was being immature by avoiding me at all costs– which I'm not complaining. It gave me more freedom to see Michael.
However, when we went to lunch, it could never be in the food court because there were chances that Emma could spot us. So I took Michael to Nando's most of the time while he ranted about how much of a bitch Emma was. He has no idea.
"She always glares at me because of my clothing. Is she jealous that I have better legs than her?" Michael sighed and took a sip from his fruit water.
"She probably is," I dreamily stared at Michael, not even listening to his vent.
"And then she has the nerve to call me ugly in front of my customer! She's pushing me over the edge," Michael groaned and pouted. That caught my attention.
"She's definitely jealous, babe. You're way prettier than her. And I'm not just saying that because I'm your boyfriend. Because it's true," I said, making Michael blush.
"Awe, you're so sweet," Michael giggled. He took another sip of his water before nearly spitting it out. It dribbled down his chin and he grabbed a napkin, dabbing it. "I forgot to ask you, do you want to go on a double date with my friends Calum and Ashton? They work at the food court, remember?"
"I'd love to if it meant I got to see your pretty face longer."
A/N: draaaaaammmaaaaa
if you read any of my stories, the reason I haven't been updating is because my parents started taking my phone away at night :( I'll do the best I can to update now because I love all of you.
Chapter one almost has 1K btw!!! Amazing!
Q: most exciting thing that's happened to you this week?
A: MADE IN THE AM OMFFFGGGGG!!! I'm also in a relationship now too so yay
-sugarplumlarry xx
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Bubblegum || Muke
FanfictionMichael's favorite color is pink; Luke's favorite color is black. Michael smells like bubblegum; Luke smells like cheap cologne. They both work at the mall but are unaware of each other's existences.