Eccedentesiast || l.r.h.

Chapter 18 - Snow White

"Guys which Luke should massage my dick," Michael basically spoke to the ceiling since he was plastered to the ground.

We all started pointing fingers. I pointed to Luke, he pointed back at me, Ashton pointed to Luke and Calum pointed to me. "CALUM NO," I picked up one of the carrots I spilled all over the couch and aimed it at him. "Hey!" He ducked, "Has that become your signature move or something?"

Michael bent his head forward from the ground to see who won, "Ah come on, who won?" "I think Luke," Calum gestured to me, "should massage Michael's dick because if Luke," he gestured to Luke, "does it, that'll just be straight up gay man."

"But then where's the fun in that?" Ashton made his point. Michael did playful finger guns to Ashton, agreeing with him. "Are you serious?" Luke said horrified. I guess I was winning?

Calum tried to argue but Ashton stopped him, "I mean like, what if Luke started giving head to Michael." "I'M NOT GOING TO GIVE MICHAEL A BLOW JOB," Luke stood up for himself. "I'm not talking about you Luke," Ashton turned to Luke.

"Omg what if they start to fuck each other," Calum started to get excited. "Wait who fuck who?" I asked for assurance. "You and Michael," Calum answered me. "WHAT THE FUCK," I threw another carrot at Calum. I seemed to have a never ending supply of carrots. Whoops, spoke too soon, that was my last ammo.

"Oooh that would be interesting," said Ashton, finally starting to grow fond of Calum's opinion. "What? No! That's gross guys," Luke rolled his eyes. "Why is it gross, it's nature for guys and girls to fuck," said professor Michael.

"Whatever I'll massage your balls," Luke said. "Really?" Michael's eyes lit up with interest. "Well someone doesn't want me sucking Michael's balls," I smirked. "No, I just don't want you ending up pregnant," he smiled innocently. "Oh really," I bored into his eyes.

"Yes really," He sucked the soul out of my eyes when he licked his lips without warning. "You know what guys? I think I'm good," Michael announced and we both let out huge breaths of relief.

I hauled up my ass and announced to the boys once they glued themselves back to their controllers, "I'm getting myself a box of pizza." "Get me one," said Michael. "Me too," Ashton chirped in. "Same here," Calum joined. And I waited for Luke to say he wanted one as well. But he seemed to be waiting as well. Maybe he only wanted to keep me waiting. "I wouldn't mind a box too," he finally said.

I made a trip back to the kitchen. This time, I watched our for my ass. Was the pizza at the kitchen? Answer is no. I ended up looking around the whole flat for them. In the midst of my little spontaneous treasure hunt, I came across a red apple with a bite mark on it placed next to an acoustic guitar. The insides of the apple was already turning shit brown. "Ew Calum," Calum loved to take a bite out of apples and leave it around and all over the place. Sometimes even the most random and odd places ever. I picked up the apple and held on to it throughout the whole journey.

I finally found the pizza in front of the front door, on the floor. What in the name of hell guys. I bent down and picked them up. I balanced the five boxes in between my two hands with the bitten apple propped on top.

I reached the living space after 2 minutes of careful balancing. I reached from the back of the room. So the television was at the opposite side of me, all four boys on the floor then the couch I always hung out with.

"What took you so long Quicksilver?" Calum asked sarcastically when he heard my groan and I placed the boxes on the couch from behind. Geez, I was only gone for 15 minutes. "Here ya fucking go Snow White," I tossed the apple at him.

"What's with you and throwing things today?" He asked then turned for a quick second to see what he has been hit with. "Oh, my apple!" "Yes, now finish it," I told him. He gave me a sloppy salute and went back to playing. I wanted to throw the pizza boxes to them like a frisbee disc but I decided to take it easy.