Eccedentesiast || l.r.h.

Chapter 22 - Knights in shining armor

Yeah we finished off Michael, Calum and Ashton's shit pancakes. Luke legitimately had to tear off a piece of it and chug down a jar of maple syrup right after to coat the bitter taste of burnt rubber. But I told him to quit hogging up the maple syrup and share.

"How was breakfast children," Michael imitated a mother's manner. "Divine," I chocked on a piece of pancake and started a session of hacking coughs. "Yes yes, have some more my lovelies," he added with a twangy voice of an old woman. "No thank you," Luke decided to voice as a little girl. "Pass me water," I ordered Calum with a raspy voice. He slid a cup of orange juice across our little circular dining table.

It slid perfectly into my hand and I began swallowing a whole of it. I coughed again and was fine after that. "Michael. Do. Not. Cook."

"I'm with Luke," Calum said, backing me up. "Can't argue," Ashton dabbed the corners of his lips with a napkin. Why was he so...British this morning? "Luke?" Michael sorrowfully turned to Luke who was the only one who hasn't voiced out his opinion. "I-"

"Shut up Luke," Michael waved him off. Saturday morning was going off to a great start.
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"Guys lets go to the mall," I groaned. "No," Luke answered robotically. You guessed it, they were back to video gaming. I always wondered if they'd have to use spectacles in the future for excessive radiation

"It's no fun having zero girlfriends," I grumped and sank into the couch. It was becoming a routine. Usually I don't have routines because I liked to live differently each day. So it was getting pretty boring and dull.

"Who needs girlfriends anyway," said Ashton. "I do because I'm being neglected by my four knights in shining armor," I told him. "Mmm," they all answered. It wasn't even a proper answer.

"I am going bowling, whether you are coming or not," I announced independently. "First off, you can't bowl," Michael said. "Second, how are you going to get there?" Ashton supplied even more information that sabotaged my whole spontaneous planning.

First off, what Michael said was true. I can't bowl for shit. I can't even get through by carrying the ball. Second, thanks to my lovely spontaneous thinking, I literally missed out one of the most important part which was my transportation.

I thought for a moment. I could hear the devilish winning smirks of each of the boys. "I'll get an uber. A cabbie to drive me there."

"We all know you are not getting on a car with an absolute stranger," Calum said. "Oh how I wish I have my baby carrots right now," I spat.

"Come on babe," Michael placed his controller down and went over to me, who stood behind the couch, ready to hit the road. He put his hand around my shoulder and steered me to the carpet where they all sat playing video games.

He pushed my shoulder down and I sank with the pressure. I crossed my legs and drew random shapes onto the carpet, ignoring their gazes.

"Awww, is baby sad," I could feel Ashton's fairly friendly embrace from behind. Michael handed me a controller. I looked up from my legs and eyed Michael, "Michael you know I don't play."

Ashton let go, "Give it a try." "No," I snapped softly. Maybe it was time for me to explore and find myself female friends.

That's when they realize I wasn't joking around. I really was sulking. "Hey," Calum said and grabbed my wrist. He started drawing squiggly lines on it. "You wanna go to the mall?" He asked gently. I nodded my head, "I want fro-yo Calum, a fucking fro-yo."

"Yeah okay. We'll get you some fro-yo," He let go of my hand and stood up. He walked over to a little coffee table was pushed to side of the room, completely out of place but also used. He picked up something from the table and jangled it. "Guys, we're going to the mall. Get your ass up," he tossed the jangling item which was Ashton's car keys and it landed on Ashton's ready palm.

"We're getting this bitch some fucking fro-yo," Calum announced loudly and hooked his hand around my shoulder. The rest cheered and finally, I got my knights to get ready for battle.