the moment luke walked into detention he noticed something different, was it the two hot boys sitting in the front, or the lack of a teacher. maybe both, he thought, "well, look who decided to show up."
luke bit the inside of his cheek, "hello ashton, who's this?" luke asked, looking at a (literal) red head, and to be honest he was kind of cute. "michael, what's your name cutie?" michael asked, earning a scowl from ashton.
he did look hot when he got mad, so luke decided to play around a bit. "i'm luke, but i also go by princess." the blonde looked down at his shoes and played with the bottom of his skirt.
ashton cleared his throat, "well um, mr.styles had to go since his husband louis is in the hospital, so it's just us." michael smirked at luke, causing luke's cheeks to heat up and ashton's fist to clench. "so princess..." michael started, grabbing luke's hips.
"i suggest you shut your fucking mouth or-"
"or what? you'll punch me? kick me? what, what'll you do, daddy?" michael said mockingly, taking a step towards ashton. ok now, luke was getting mad, "maybe you should stop."
"damn princess, finally speaking up, what's a babe like you doing in a place like this?" michael asked obnoxiously, luke scoffed. another fucking idiot he has to deal with, "it's just detention you dipshit."
"what is going on here?" mr.malik asked entering the classroom, the three boys rushed to random seats, "no, hemmings, clifford in the back, irwin in the front." michael smirked as he walked to the back of the room with luke , his hand dropped down and slightly lifted luke's skirt up to reveal his black lace panties. michael shook his head once they finally sat down, "naughty one, aren't ya?" he asked quietly. luke nodded his head, now it was his turn to smirk, " yeah i guess, i have even more pairs at home."
"okay boys, i have to go help grade some papers, stay in your seats," mr.malik said, right before he stepped out of the classroom and shut the door.
