Video Boy // Muke

Chapter 8

A/n
I got a new iPod :) I love it, got all them emojis   ALSO

THIS PUNK EDIT RUINS MY LIFE

Michaels POV

I looked at the box dye and wondered what Luke would think of the new color. I had called Calum to help me dye my hair and he agreed. I could do it myself but it's quite difficult. Not to mention I had basically only talked to Luke this entire time and I needed to get to know the other boys too. I heard a loud knock on the door of my new hotel room.

"Come in!" I shouted. Calum walked in, followed by Ashton, and made himself comfortable.

"Alright I brought Ashton because Luke went out to get groceries with Dave and I didn't want to leave him there alone." I noticed a slight blush grow on Ashton's face when Calum spoke, but I didn't want to point it out. "So what color did you pick?" I threw the box at him and he grinned. "Oh yeah. Luke will like this."

"So what made you pick this color?" Ashton asked. I took a seat on the floor of the bathroom and Ashton sat down in front of me. 

"I don't know, I just get so bored sometimes and a change of color is nice." He made an O with his lips and smiled.

"Do you want to take off your shirt so it doesn't get ruined?" Calum asked from behind me where he was sitting on the toilet seat and mixing the developer with the color.

"Oh, u-uh n-no." I stumbled over my words, trying not to make it seem to obvious. Ashton looked at me like he knew what I was thinking but lucky for me he said nothing. Neither of them did. Calum started to bleach my hair so the new color would show up better. I closed my eyes and focused on Calum's fingers in my hair.It was the most relaxing moment I had had in a week. I let out a sigh of content and I heard Ashton giggle at me. I opened my eyes to glare at him but instead found myself laughing with him. It felt good having someone laughing with me and not at me. I remembered middle school was okay, not too bad yet. I had received a few shoves and horrible names every now and then. However, once I got to high school, they weren't just shoves and names. I would come home with bruises scattered along my body. They would call me 'faggot' and 'fairy boy'. I had lost my best friend Drew because of all the bullying. He wanted to be popular and he would've done anything to be high up on the social food chain. He would beat me bloody and ruin everything for me. All for popularity. I was thinking about the last time I had seen Drew when I felt a hard tug on my hair. I let out a moan and covered my mouth quickly.

"OH MY GOD!' Calum screamed while laughing. The blood in my body rushed to my cheeks and ears and I jumped up. "I was just trying to get your attention." Calum said in between laughs. 

"What were thinking about anyway?" Ashton questioned as he stood up from his spot on the ground in front of me. 

"Nothing, just, I-I'm sorry."

"Hey man its all good." Calum waved his hand as if dismissing my apology. "It's happened to all of us. One time at an interview I was messing with Luke and licked his neck and he got all hot and bothered. Ashton gets excited when you pinch his thighs-"

"DUDE!" Ashton yelled, smacking Calum across the chest.

"HEY!" Calum held a hand to his chest and jutted his bottom lip out. "No need to hit me." He said quietly. I giggled and sat down at the desk that was in my room. I had always thought it was convenient to have a desk in the hotel room considering I really don't get much work done if I am in my bed with my laptop. I started to edit some pictures from before I started recording the boys and anything that was happening around me was shut out. I didn't even hear the timer go off for my hair.