Trickery - [BoyxBoy]

"I've never done this before.." || 1.1 *

look AT THE TRAILER OMG!! ALLCREDIT GOES TO 'exposemalum' ON TUMBLR!! SHE IS SUCH AN ANGEL - if you guys have any others ideas or views for a trailer please send them in or tell me about them!!

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loL LOOK AT LUKE HE IS SUCH SUGAR DADDY MATERIAL (the top Michael wears later in is the one he's wearing above it to the side)

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The wind and rain battered against the windows, the living room echoing due to the lack of furniture. The kitchen was still of any movement, apart from the few scented candles flickering their way through the darkness. The storm had caused all electricity in Luke's house (and the rest of the blocks) to cut out, so with the help of Ashton, Michael and Ivy, he found hundreds of candles he never knew he had.

"It's been three hours and the storm hasn't even made the attempt of stopping; it's actually gotten worse." Ivy huffed, leaning her head on Michaels lap, his hands playing with her hair. All four of them had 'set up camp' in the game room (that still had 'No Girls Allowed' on the door), waiting for the storm to pass.

"At least you're not cold, Ivy." Ashton grumbled, staring at the two who were wrapped up in six blankets and surrounded by 4 pillows each. Ashton regretted letting the two best friends choose where they make their nests.

"Don't be such a sour wolf, babe." Ivy smirked, her bright eyes fluttering shut when Michael started to trace patterns on her forehead and down her arms. Michael was careful not to ruin her makeup, even though he knew she wouldn't care.

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Ashton watched the two trouble makers talk softly, Michael smiling goofily when Ivy told a stupid pun, to which he would try not laughing at. Ashton had known about Ivy for almost three years, because of the reputation of getting into trouble every two days but that didn't matter. He found it rather funny how she would try and get out the situations by speaking Russian, her second language.

Ashton knew about this from the mall, where most girls talked about what adventures Ivy, Zan and the mystery best friend got up to. Of course there were rumours that the 'mystery' best friend was a heartless bästard who had just got out of prison for armed robbery and assault. Ashton never believed this, but he always had a suspicion that Ivy and Zan were in contact with someone dangerous from the way they presented themselves or acted. But upon meeting Michael, the not so 'mystery' best friend (who had been in school the whole time) all of those suspicions left him.

There was something about Michael that Ashton couldn't detect but that was something he brushed under the rug, as it made Michael seem more interesting than he already was. Luke was definitely himself when Michael was around, and even more himself when Luna was there too. Luna. The little sister of Michael who melted all of their hearts, but Ashton had definitely seen Luna before and there was no doubt about it but he just couldn't remember where or how he knew her.

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"Is Luke still upstairs?" Michael asked Ashton after twenty minutes, (snapping him out of his daydream) looking up at the sulking man in a way too tight jumper. He nodded and sighed, his eyes moving over to the door as if he were a puppy waiting for his owner to come home.

Michael kissed (the sleeping) Ivy's forehead before standing up, kicking Ashtons foot and telling him to sit next to Ivy. He didn't need to be asked twice. Ash lifted Ivy's head gently and placed it on his lap, brushing the stray hair out of her mouth. Ivy whimpered in her sleep but curled up closer to Ashton, her arms wrapping around his waist and her head leaning on his thigh.