"Cal? Buddy I'm back, is that Ashton guy still here?" I ask into the darkness.
Once I get no answer I turn the lamp on and shut the door. I look to Calum's bed to see it perfectly made (Ashton probably did it.) with a note placed on top.
Mike,
I went out with Ashton again. Thanks for the aspirin. I'll be back around lunch I promise.
-Cal xx
I roll my eyes. He's here so he can help me with my fears not to be out with some guy he just met. I check the time to see that it's only 5:34 so I decide to get some more sleep.
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\\Lucas//
"Hello, I'm Lucas but you're probably well aware of that." I say politely and posh, just as practiced with my mother. "And I'm Christian. It's very nice to meet you Lucas. Would you like to start off with a biscuit?" He asked. "yes please, that's very kind of you." This sounds like it's all rehearsed and it's making me nauseous. At times like these I just want to be chatting with Michael. Christians voice snaps me out of my thoughts. "So, I heard you like to play violin? That sounds rather interesting." I mentally roll my eyes. "Um I think you were thinking of the guitar. I like to play the guitar. I'm forced to play the violin, by no means do I like it." I hate when people bring up the violin. I hate the violin. Cristian chuckles. "Feisty are we? That's cool. It suits you." I would blush, but I'm not interested in this man. "I'm not feisty Chris, I just really don't appreciate it when the violin topic comes up in conversations." By this point I'm sure my parents are watching and freaking out about how I've gone out of character. "Chris?" He asks sternly. "Yeah. Christians too formal. Chris is more laid back." I say smiling as I think of Michaels words. "This is outrageous! I will not have my companion changing how I present myself! Listen Lucas, I'm the boss here. My name is Christian and that is how I shall be presented." Suddenly the small, white table that was below our elbows is flipped on its side on the ground. I raise my eyebrows. "I'm sorry sir. I just don't think I'm suitable to be your lover then. But, do please do a favour for me? Send my love to your next lover. Treat him better." A/N: any Adele fans? "Bye Chris." As I leave, I smirk and ignore the pissed looks my parents are giving me. Now, where would Michael's room be?
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After asking many gentlemen if they'd seen Michael, I stumbled across a tall curly headed man who finally told me the directions to where the funky haired Michael was. Once I got to the door I didn't know what to do. So I knocked. Three times to be exact. But then I decided to knock once more to make it an even number.
\\Mike//
Who the hell would be at my door this early? Calum doesn't have to knock.
Assuming it's Calum, I keep my shirt on the pillow because I'm sweating. I open the door and cover my eyes because of the hallway light. "I'm going to kill you Cal I was sleeping and you don't have to god damn knock mate!" When I hear a small squeak I decide to let my eyes adjust. I see a lanky figure and a tall quiff. "Luke? Sorry for yelling, what are you doing here?" I ask calmly. "Well I did something bad, but I feel good about it and I met Christian and I tried looking for your room but I couldn't find it so a curly headed man told me the directions and I'm rambling right?" I find a fond smile on my face after his little ramble. "Well come in! Tell me all about your little encounter." He nods and walks in. I decide to take a seat on the computer chair so Luke could sit on my bed. After he does, he starts talking. "So it was a stupid little morning date that our parents set up and it was going all perfectly rehearsed, until he decided to bring up how I love the violin so much. That's when I started to go off the script. I said that he was mistaken, and that I'm forced to play it but by no means do I like it. I love to play the guitar, not the violin. He called me feisty, but that it suits me so it's okay. I said something back and instead of saying Christian, I said Chris. He flipped out, flipped the table and started yelling at me so I said that I wasn't right for him. And then I walked out and my parents are really mad at me right now. So, I came here!" The proud smile on his face made me 10 times more proud. "That's my boy!" I said while hugging him. That's until I realized what I said. "I'm sorry Luke, I didn't mean to say that" I apologize while pulling away. When I look at him his cheeks are painted the prettiest shade of pink I'd ever seen. Of all the colours I've painted with, I don't think I've seen such a pretty pink. "I like the sound of that" I heard him mumble. I don't think I was meant to hear it but I did. "Why don't you let me take you out on a proper date tonight?" I ask confidently. He smiles and nods. "Alright well let me prepare for it, and you should go make mends with your parents. Meet me at the bench at 8:00 alright?" He smiles and nods again. He gets up and slips his shoes on. Once he's done, I get up and open the door for him. I kiss his cheek and he blushes again. "Good luck with your parents baby, I'll see you tonight okay?" He nods and I shut the door. I need to get dressed and find Calum and Ashton.
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"Cal! I need to borrow a suit pretty pleaseeeeee, and Ashton do you own a part of this boat? Because I really really need a table for two and a server." They both nod and I fist pump the air in victory. "Is it for that stuck up kid?" Calum asks timidly. I clench my jaw. "He's not stuck up." I say sternly. "What time would you need that table? I can put a reservation under your last name." Ashton asks. "Around 8:10. Thanks mate, my last name is Clifford spelt like Clifford the red dog" Calum laughs. He's always thought it was funny. "Thank you so much guys. It means a lot. Cal can you come back to the room to pick my outfit? I'm shit at fashion." He looks at Ashton and Ashton nods. "Go ahead babe. You know where to find me." Calum blushes and pecks Ashton's lips. I turn around and raise my eyebrows.
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"Try this on. It's all black. I got inspired by my soul." I roll my eyes at Calum's joke and grab the suit.
After struggling to find which pieces go where, finally come out of the bathroom once I think it's right. "Like this Cal?" I ask while looking down at the suit. "Holy shit Mikey! You look hot! I would totally tap that if I didn't have Ash." After he said that I feel uncomfortable about my best friend calling me hot so I continue with the Ashton topic. "What's going on with you two anyways?" I ask. " I really like him. And I think he likes me too. He took me out on a date today. And asked me to be his boyfriend. I said yes, and I'm proud of my answer." He smiles. I nod. I'm proud of him, but I don't want Ashton to hurt him. They only just met, and Calum was drunk then. But then again, I just met Luke. "I'm proud of you. What time is it Cal?" Now. I'm getting nervous. "It's uh, 7:51" I gasp and tell him to text Ashton about the reservations while I go fix my hair, brush my teeth, and grab my wallet. After Calum tells me all the details, I head off to grab my baby. Well, he's not quite mine yet.
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A/N: alright so the bench is kinda like rose and jack's grandfather clock?? Idk. Fun fact: I'm starting high school on Tuesday and it's Sunday. I'm scared shitless. I'm going to start doing 'qotd' next chapter so if there's anyone reading this, at all, then pleaseee answer them. -Ky;-)
