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The Boys Tease Him About Liking You - P2

Ashton: yawning sleepily, you stumble to your door. Who the hell was calling at this time? You're met with the three determined faces of Calum, Michael and Luke.
"Uh, hi guys?" You mumble, blinking the sleep from your eyes and leaning against the doorframe for support.
"[Y/N], do you like Ashton?"
Now that wakes you up. Gulping, you make an attempt at speaking. Nothing comes out.
Michael's eyes widen and he grins happily.
"She does. I knew it."
Your heart starts to race. You've managed to keep this a secret for so long - but the second you're questioned about it you choke up? Typical. Panic starts to set in. They can't tell him. That would be terrible.
"You- he can't find out!" You squeak. Your throat feels like it's closing up. This is awful.
Calum notices your panic before the others do.
"[Y/N], calm down babe! He likes you too! That's why we're asking."
"Wh...what?" You breathe.
"We accidentally pissed him off today and now he won't speak to us. We were tormenting him about how much he loves you and we took it too far. We needed to decide our next move, so we came to find out how you feel. Sorry it's late." Calum offers you a small smile. Is he telling the truth? He must be. He has no reason to lie.
"He doesn't think he has any chance with you." Luke cuts in. "We're trying to help him out."
"S-so what do I do?" You manage, your breath catching in your throat. Luke grins.
"You come with us to Ashton."

Calum: giggling, you drop yourself down next to Calum on the sofa. "Stop laughing!" He complains, but he's grinning too. "Don't tell me embarrassing stories if you don't want me to laugh!" You counteract, and he playfully shoves your arm. Your body lights up at his contact, but you ignore it. Stupid feelings.
"Oh my god! Why are these here?" You exclaim, leaning over Calum to grab the packet of condoms. His laughter subsides instantly, his face turning stony.
"Cal? What's up?" You ask. He shakes his head, not willing to give you an answer.
"Michael must've left them there. He bought them this afternoon." He says monotonously. He sounds lifeless, like he's just been reminded of something really horrible.
You figure he's going to ignore your question, so you try to move on. He definitely doesn't make it easy - no matter how many jokes you crack or funny stories you tell his cold expression doesn't change.
Eventually, you give up with a sigh. "Calum!" You exclaim almost angrily, "what is the matter?"
His eyes flicker to you momentarily, and for a second you see how hurt he looks. Something is seriously bothering him.
You shuffle closer to him and take his hands. "Talk to me, please." You beg. The ice in his eyes melts, but he says nothing.
After what feels like forever, he finally opens his mouth.
"I... I can't."

Luke: little did you know, Luke had been pacing around the house all day to try and figure out a way to admit his feelings to you. But, of course, he'd gotten nowhere. He was too scared of rejection - especially from you.
"Are the boys in?" You ask when you arrive at his. He shakes his head. "Nah, they've gone to the pub. Just us tonight."
You grin. "Great, I prefer just being with you."
Luke blushes and you smile to yourself, pleased that you have that effect on him. Now if only he could love you back...

So far it has been the cutest night. You're cuddled with Luke watching movies, and you've never felt happier.
Suddenly, the front door bursts open and your three drunken friends stumble in.
"You two look cozy!" Michael shouts, pointing at you. Your face heats up in embarrassment, but Luke is blushing too. At least you're not alone.
"Lukey boy!" Calum yells, making his way over to the sofa.
"Oh god," Luke mutters under his breath, subconsciously squeezing your hand.
"Have you 'fessed up yet?" He asks, causing Luke's eyes to widen.
"Wh-what're you talking about?" He stammers.
"I think he means about your feelings for [Y/N]!" Michael interjects. What?

Michael: you knock at Michael's door as you rummage through your bag to find your phone. You don't hear the door open, so when a shocked Michael says "[Y/N]?", you're slightly startled.
"Hey! Are you okay? Luke texted me to come over, he said you needed to tell me something?"
Michael's eyes widen and his entire body freezes. He looks terrified.
"Uh, Mike?" You question, frowning worriedly.
He gulps and attempts a smile, but you can tell he's faking it.
"I don't really know what Luke meant, but do you wanna hang out?" Michael asks you. His voice is shaking, and from the way he's just hastily shoved his hands in his pockets, you're guessing they are too. Why is he panicking?
"Yeah, definitely." You agree, following him into his apartment.
You're not even sitting down before you start to interrogate Michael on what's bothering him.
"N-nothing's wrong. I was just surprised to see you." He's struggling to get his words out, you can tell. Something is definitely up.
Shrugging, you pull your phone out. He looks confused. "Wh-what are you doing?" He asks.
"I'm calling Luke, I want to know why he wanted me round here."
"No!" Michael exclaims, lurching forward and grabbing the phone out of your hand.
You raise your eyebrows. "So," you begin. "I'm gonna bet Luke knows what's wrong with you, so are you going to tell me what the issue is, or am I going to have to find out from him?"

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