We walked down towards the basement, where I think band practice was being held. Luke led me down the stairs, as we opened the door, he turned to me.
“If they’re being dicks, just tell me, or like pull a face or something” He whispered. I nodded, and he nodded too. He opened the door.
“Ladies first” He gestured me to go first, which I did, and he followed after.
“Well hello!” Michael dropped the box of, um, mini amplifiers. He had crazy coloured hair. It was galaxy themed, purple and pink, and it suited him really well. He came over to me, and what I thought would be a hand-shake, turned into a hug. This band is very, uh, ‘huggy’.
His hug lasted longer than Calum. When he, finally, separated, he high-fived Luke, then hugged me again.
“Welcome to the Clifford Cave” He said, in a strange, deep voiced accent “I am Michael, though I’m sure we have already met?” He gave me a questioning look and I nodded.
“I’m in your maths class” I said “You borrowed a pencil last term and never gave it back” I said, in a jokingly way.
“Oh, yeah, um sorry ‘bout that” He said, biting his lip.
“I’m joking” I said laughing, and Luke laughed too.
“Oh” He smirked “Have you met Sexy and Ashton?” He laughed. I looked at Calum, who was smirking, and he shrugged. He had a nice smirk.
“I have met Cal, not Ash” I sounded nervous. What a douche.
“Oh” He smiled. “He is late” He rolled his eyes.
“We’re kinda late for everything” Luke smirked.
“Yep” Michael agreed, laughing. He went over to pick up the box he was carrying before. He walked over to some guitars and put the box down. Calum was messing about with his, I presume, guitar. Luke walked over to a couch and jumped on to it.
“So” Michael thought out loud “How long have you been in love?” He stated. I could feel my cheeks going red and blushing.
“Ages” Luke blurted. I looked at him and he smiled, lifting up his eyebrows. I just smile and nod.
“Aw bless, young love” Calum said, mimicking a kissy face.
“Shurrup Idiot” Luke said.
They all had Australian accents, which was quite strange, seen as though they lived in British.
“How come, you Australians, live here?” I blurted, sounding quite rude, but in a joking way.
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That Boy With The Beanie
Hayran KurguYeah, there is this guy, at my school and his eyes sparkle like a star from outer space, his Australian accent melts my heart, his casual beanies and his larger than life quiff make me love him even more, and his name is Luke Hemmings...
