Asexual [cake au] ✔

Twenty-one

Chapter 21

I kept my eyes on Michael and Ashton whilst my lips embraced Calum's and once I was sure they had finished I pulled away, gasping for air having held it for at least half a minute. He looked at me with these twinkling eyes which were full of confusion and uncertainty. I had no idea what to do.

It had been such an impulsive action that quite frankly, I was lost for words.

"What was that about...?" he asked, whilst Dave asked the crowd how they were. I swallowed and avoided his gaze, sucking my bottom lip.

"S-sorry. I thought you were closing your eyes because you were scared of the mosh pits. I won't do it again, I promise," I said back somewhat awkwardly. He nodded slowly, probably still not comprehending what was going on.

He let out a sigh, but smiled as if nothing had happened. "Looks like they're playing Congregation next! You love this song too, don't you?"

"Y-yeah! Yeah, you remembered!"

"How could I forget? Whenever I come over you're always playing your Foo albums! I feel like I can sing along to every single song," he shouted as the guitars had started playing.

I was both thankful and miserable that he'd moved on so quickly from the kiss – hopefully, he wouldn't bring it up. I knew he'd felt nothing anyway.

~

The concert finally ended, and we converged at the main entrance with sweat all over our faces and clothes. Calum had cleverly brought deodorant so as soon as we got outside, we sprayed ourselves all over (Ashton especially – he looked as though someone had doused him with a garden hose).

"That was fucking amazing!" Michael cried, the happiest look stuck to his face. Ashton smiled at him, shaking his head dotingly. I glanced at Calum who seemed a bit fidgety but like us, on a high.

"While we wait for the queues to die down why don't we get a drink?" Calum suggested, pointing at a juice bar nearby.

"What a great idea! There are so many people trying to get on the trains, oh my god," Ashton remarked when he caught sight of the train station entrance. We headed over, and found it wasn't too busy, and sat down whilst Calum ordered random drinks. I used his absence to interrogate the imbecile duo again.

"You guys, if you were of normal height I wouldn't have cared less but you're both fricking tall and guess what? I could see everything!" I hissed. Michael rolled his eyes. Ashton blinked. "Fucking tell him, or I will."

Ashton hesitated, looking up at me. "You can't, not yet... I'll tell him when the time's right."

"That won't happen unless it's now."

"I... not yet."

Michael took Ashton's arm and cuddled it with a pout. "We don't want to hurt him, Luke," he protested. I sighed, sitting down. "It's not like we're in a serious relationship right now."

Ashton agreed, "Yeah. We're just making out."

"You still don't get it – he's a sensitive guy! He won't take it lightly! He's selfish and doesn't like sharing what he owns, so please find a time to tell him or break off whatever you call this!"

He came back just in time with a cardboard cup holder that held four tall transparent cups with ice cubes and juice inside and a straw sticking out the top. "They put a cute slice of lemon in for us!" he giggled, setting the tray down on the table.

"Oh my god, it is cute!" Ashton squealed, taking the drink closest to him and putting the straw in his mouth. I grabbed the purple one and found that it was blueberry and kiwi, my least favourite fruits.

"Luke wait! Shit, that one was for me... don't you hate-"

I cut him off by spitting out the contents onto a paper towel, gagging. I coughed and spluttered, hearing uncontrollable laughs from Michael and Ashton, and concerned questions from Calum who placed what should've been my drink in front of me. I took a massive gulp and stopped, instead tasting summer fruits.

"Couldn't you tell from the colour?" Ashton guffawed, clapping his hands together.

"Don't listen to them. Is that one okay?" Calum checked. I nodded, wiping my forehead with a clean tissue. "Sorry about that, let me have that one," he said, taking the one I'd just drunk out of.

"Are you sure? I'll get you another one."

"No it's fine, you didn't even take two sips. Here, lemme have it."

Tentatively I pushed it towards him and watched as he happily put the straw I'd just used in his mouth.

Doesn't it feel weird to share straws?

He didn't seem to mind so I shrugged and continued drinking mine. The other two had calmed down and were also sipping.

~

By the time we got home, it was already one am, and I'd told them to just come to mine since no one was at home. They took turns having showers and when Michael and Ashton were showering, Calum curiously asked me about Ashton.

"Hey Luke," he whispered. "Do you think Ashton likes me?"

"You guys are going out, aren't you?

"Yeah, but I want to be closer. I think he finds me boring, because I never do fun stuff with him."

I cleared my throat. "What do you mean by fun stuff?"

"Well," he began, sitting down by my feet on the bed. "He asked me to give him a blowjob the other day, after I'd practised on you. So I did. But for some reason it didn't feel the same – it almost felt stranger to be giving him a blowjob that it did giving you one."

I didn't know if I was supposed to feel honoured or just freaked out. "Why's that?"

"I don't know... so do you think he likes me?"

"Course."

"Sometimes I feel like he and Michael are closer."

Shit, had he seen them at the concert earlier despite my efforts? "W-what do you mean...?"

"Like, I dunno, they're better friends. I kinda feel jealous of Michael."

"Personally I don't see anything." Oh my god the LIES... "You're probably just overthinking. They're good friends, like you and I." He nodded and sighed, whilst I patted him on the shoulder. Poor guy.

We finally settled down half an hour later in the space of my bedroom. The other two were on the floor, whilst Calum decided to sleep in my bed with me – not that I was complaining.

"By the way, Cal, if those two really are up to anything, I'll punch their guts, yeah?" I whispered.

He smiled in the dark and hugged me close, mouthing the words 'thank you'.

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I think I make their friendship way too ideal in this story

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