Castaway

10.

[I just think the way lukes tongue comes out is either the cutest or hottest thing ever...but that's just me. Okay bye. Carry on reading this...]

*Violets pov*

Michael suggests we play truth or dare. I don't care. Why not?

"Who's first?" Michael asks.

"Me!" Taylor squeals.

"Okay. Go."

"Um, Ashton, truth or dare?"

"Uh, truth?"

"Your a bïtch..." Luke comments.

"Would you kiss me?"

Ashtons face lights up a bright shade of red and he looks down. "I- I I- mean yeah, or no. Or may-maybe?"

"Thanks for the straight answer, buddy." Taylor says giggling.

"Okay, Ashton your turn."

"Michael, truth or dare?"

"Truth."

"You guys are bîtches." Luke spats.

"Is it true that you are in love with calum, Michael?"

"MALUMMMMMMM!!" Taylor yells.

"Yes, it is indeed true. I am malum all the way, mate." He says hugging calum.

"That's gonna be the death of me." I say blushing. "You guys are literally otp."

"Okay, Michael. Your turn."

Before Michael can even say anything luke cuts in.

"I don't wanna play this anymore. You guys are boring. Let's play..... 7 minutes in heaven."

"Luke, are we in 7th grade?" Taylor jokes.

"C'mon, it'll be fun."

"Fine."

"Okay, how do we play?" I ask.

"We pick random people to go in the closet together and we can't let you out until the 7 minutes is up."

"Sounds easy."

"Yeah, okay I'm gonna pick the first to people." Ashton says. "I pick..... Violet and...... Michael."

I look over to see Michaels eyes shoot open and his cheeks.. actually his whole face, turn a deep shade of almost purple.

"Chill Michael, it's just a game." I giggle.

I look over at calum who is still holding onto my arm and his face is filled with anger.

"It's only seven minutes, you'll be fine. I'll be out soon." I whisper in his ear.

He looks up at me with his puppy eyes and stares for a few minutes before he let's go of my hand.

"Alright, let's do this." I say pulling Michael toward the closet.

"When we lock the door, we'll start the timer." Ashton says.

As we both stand in there and here the door lock click l, we sit on the ground.

"So, um what's up?" He questions.

"Smooth, clifford, smooth." I say giggling.

"Your giggle is cute. Your cute." He says blushing almost matching his hair.

"Oh, um. I don't really know what to say to that, Michael..." I say playing with my brown, layered hair.

"I shouldn't have really even said anything about it. I know you like calum and you guys are gonna be a thing. Sorry." He says looking down.