*Luke's POV*
"Luke get up, we have rehearsal," Ashton shakes me.
I moan in response, feeling very reluctant today; it would be great, but with them around I know it clearly will never be possible. I pull my pillow over my head and try to ignore his calls as much as I can.
"Is he up yet?" Michael voice appears.
"No, he's never been like this," Ashton huffs, "usually it's me who can't wake up."
"You think it's because of Lina?" Michael tries to whisper.
"Yea, most likely," Ashton responds.
"I can hear you guys," I groan.
"He didn't deny it! So it's true!" I can imagine the smirk on Michael's face.
"No it's not, I'm just tired. We were up late last night," I muffle into the pillow.
"Mate, we're always up late," Ashton chuckles, "it's okay if you feel that way. It's normal and I feel the same way."
"Yea, but you didn't ruin anything. It was my fucking fault, I could have still been talking to her by now, but my stupid ass doesn't know how to talk to girls," I grip my pillow harder.
"Dude, you didn't say anything wrong. She just took it the wrong way," Michael responds.
"No, it's because I'm a dumb ass," I take the pillow off my head.
"What if I said I invited Sophie and Lina to tonight show?" Ashton raises his eyebrows.
"What?" I raise my head.
"I texted Sophie and told her to trick Lina in to coming tonight," he smirks.
"Why would you do that? She's just going to hate us even more!" I groan.
"No she won't because you're going to apologize and be a gentleman," Michael throws my clothes at my face.
"But you said it wasn't my fault?" I question.
"Wow, you really don't know about girls," Michael laughs.
"You have to always apologize to them, even if you're wrong. It's just something that's always going to happen," he adds.
"Arzaylea doesn't do that with me, we apologize for our own mistakes," I shake my head.
"That's cause she doesn't care for you, man. She be cheating on you and you don't know," Ashton rolls his eyes.
"She's 90% hoe," Michael high fives Ashton.
"What the other 10%?" I chuckle.
"Fake hair," Ashton snickers.
I laugh loudly, sitting up in the bed and smiling down at my feet. Even though I've got Arzaylea, I'm happier with my best friends. I know they're not lying about her cheating, she's done it plenty and she's apologized for each one. In just dumbfounded and always accepted her apology; which I should have never done the first time.
"First time you haven't backed up your girlfriend," Michael smiles.
A grin pulls at my lips, "yea. It feels good."
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Punk Charisma
Fanfiction5 Seconds of Summer travels the world, plays shows almost every day for half a year. The millions of smiling faces in the crowds make them smile; some faces they forget, and some they remember. Yet they tend to remember one face the most out of the...