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Curious? ~K & A

"LUKE!"

"Hi Calum." He greeted quietly as the raven haired boy fell in step beside him. He could see the flustered gleam in his dark eyes and knew he was in for a wild ride.

"I think I'm in love!"

Luke raised an eye brow, not understanding how Calum could go from single one week and in love the next. He learned not to question his logic, though, since the explanations were far more confusing. Luke was more worried about his outfit as his friend slung an arm around his shoulders. It was his favorite purple sweater and did not deserve to be ruffled.

"I met this guy a couple of nights ago and we sorta...hung out last night." Calum tried to censor certain things around Luke because he got so uncomfortable with it all. But today the words sort of slipped out. "He literally gave the most amazing head and... Jeez I've never had better sex in my life."

Like expected, Luke's pretty blue eyes widened. He leaned away from Calum and wrapped his arms around his small waist. "I have to go-"

"No you don't." Calum huffed, tugging the blonde to the side of the hallway and forcing him to make eye contact. "Lucas Robert Hemmings you're a senior in high school. Why do you block all of these things out? Aren't you curious about any of it?"

Luke blinked up at him then turned to face the floor, red coating porcelain cheeks. His pink converse became a lot more interesting than the conversation. The truth was, Luke did want to know everything Calum spoke so highly of. He was simply nervous about the thought of anything sexual. He wanted to experience it, he just didn't understand how without making a total fool of himself in front of some guy.

Before Calum could press him for an answer, he watched Luke's gaze lock on something. He turned to see Michael Clifford passing by them, laughing with the boy he was trying to tell Luke about. It's been painfully obvious since day one that Luke had a crush on the school's bad boy. But innocence and destruction don't mix.

Calum leaned over to Luke's ear. "I'm sure Michael would love showing you a thing or two."

Luke instantly snapped out of his gaze and stumbled backwards. "C-Cal...I- um-..." His face burned as bright as the sun, the blush traveling to the tips of his ears. Calum couldn't help but chuckle.

"I could totally ask him for you if-"

"Don't you dare!" Luke squeaked, approaching his locker which just so happened to be next to his annoying best friends. "I don't want to do that, Calum."

The tan boy rolled his eyes and scoffed. "Sure you don't." He watched Luke open his locker, before he leaned close and whispered, "But haven't you imagined it? Michael's lips against yours? Him hovering above you, muscles bulging, sweat glistening on his skin?" He could see Luke go tense at his words, so he smirked and continued. "Just picture him, holding onto your hips so hard it leaves bruises, trailing kisses along your thigh until he reaches-"

"Stop!" The blonde yelled, cheeks blazing a bright pink as he used his textbooks to cover his growing problem. "I have to go to Maths." With that, the boy bumbled away, but Calum knew exactly what he wanted.

He also knew how to get him just that.

-

Michael was sat on top of a table in the cafeteria during lunch when Calum approached him.

"What do you want Hood?" The redhead asked, rolling his eyes at the way Calum and Ashton eye fucked each other.

"You know Luke?" He questioned, knowing the answer but wanting to hear it from Michael.