Luke Hemmings' P.O.V:
"Luke!" Mari called at me, snapping her fingers in my face. "Hmm? Uh, yeah?" I said trying to sound like I was actually listening, by the roll of her eyes I knew I wasn't convincing. "Dude, seriously? I've been talking for like, 20 minutes and you haven't heard a word have you?" I gave a negative shake of my head and a sorry smile. "Ugh, fine." I smiled at my best friend. "Thanks, so what were you talking about?" She shook her head. "Forget it, the moment's gone. Anyway, what were you staring at so hard?" I blushed, starting to bite my thumbnail. "Nothin'. Just spaced off." She raised an eyebrow and her hand gestured to my nail biting, which I quickly quit. She groaned and started looking around the crowd to see who I was possibly looking at. Oh, no. "Is it the blonde with the sweatshirt?" She looked at me, seeing no change of facial expression, she continued guessing. "Okay, guess not. Umm....that guy over at the bar with the dorky a_s glasses?" She once again looks at me seeing the same result, she carried on."Oh! That Asian looking guy with a blonde spot in his hair?" She looks at me and after trying my absolute best to hide it, I blushed. Hashtag epic fail. She squeeled and started to hit my right arm. "Oh my gosh, Lukey! He is so cute, you have to go talk to him." My eyes widened at her as if she had said a horrific curse. "What?! I can't do that!" She 'ughed' and smiled fondly at me. "Lucas, come on. Like look at you two! Your clothes are matching. Aw, Luke you have to go." I looked at this gorgeous guy, who was wearing; a red flannel shirt unbuttoned, with a black All Time Low shirt inside it and black skinny jeans. While I was wearing;a red flannel shirt too but buttoned up all the way, black skinny jeans ripped though and a snapback over my head, backwards. Hmm, I guess we do match. "Hmm, I guess we do match." I said blushing again. "Yeah! C'mon get up. You see that guy with the obviously dyed red hair?" I nodded. "He's Michael, the host of the party and he happens to have a crush on me. So, let me go talk to him so you can talk to that boy." I grinned, nodding like crazy. She giggled, fixing her hair. She took off my snapback and fixed my hair up into my famous quiff. "Now, come." I walked behind her, her leading the way our hands in each other's. Once we got there, I was honestly mesmerized. This guy is so beautiful, he has dark brown hair with a blonde spot like Mari said, pink full lips, a cute nose, brown eyes like chocolate and omg a tan. Wow. "Hi, guys. Mikey can I talk to you, please?" Marissa asked the guy and he beamed and lead her to the kitchen, leaving me alone with this hunk. I turned to look at him and he was looking at me already."Hi, I'm Luke. What's your name?" He smiled down at me. "I'm Calum. What brings you to this party?" He's awkward. I love it. "Well, Michael invited Mari and she brought me along. You?" He put his hands in his pockets and bit his lip nervously and oh fu_k. "Michael's my best friend so it was kinda' mandatory." He chuckled and he looked so cute so I, unknowingly, chuckled also. "Yeah, Mari practically dragged me here. Best friends, huh?" He smiled. "Yeah. Yknow, when I first saw you and Marissa on that couch I thought you two were dating." I could tell this was a way to find out if I'm gay or not. How cute. "Nah, I wouldn't go for Mari she's like my sister." His face visibly drops. "I'm gay anyway, so no thanks." And he's smiling again. "Oh. Well, I'm bisexual. So there's something we almost have in common." I giggled, actually giggled. "Yeah, if things go well between the two of them, we would be friends.Right?" I asked, after giggling. "Yeah, but even if they don't hit it off we could still be friends. Yknow?" I shrugged, a huge smile on my face. "Yeah, we could. So can I have your number, Calum?" He blushed, I could see it even through his amazing tan. "Yeah, sure." We exchanged phones and I put my contact name as "LukeyPoo ♥".He gave me back my phone and he had put his in as "CalPal *inserts peace sign*". "CalPal's cute." I say smiling at him, causing another blush from him. Man, I don't know why I was so nervous. "Thanks, but this heart emoji is too much commitment." I fake frowned and he laughed. "I'm kidding! I like LukeyPoo." He said the second sentence in slow motion and it was my turn to blush. "Thanks."
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