Milkshake Moustaches

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“Uh, three large cheese and tomato pizzas please” Ashton ordered. I was quite shocked at the fact we would be ordering so much, but then again Ashton and Michael could eat like horses if they really wanted to. Ashton smiled at the waiter, who looked like he was in his twenties. He noted it down and looked back to check if the chef was done with a previous order.

“Okay, drinks?” He asked. He had bad posture and looked like he was very tired.

“Uh-Charley? Mikey?” Ashton asked, turning around, facing both me and Michael, as we were sat next to each other (Ashton opposite us in the booth) .

“Uh, just a coke for me” I said, Ashton nodding.

“A vanilla toffee Sunday surprise for me” Michael said, smiling cheesily at Ashton. Ashton just turned to the waiter and nodded, the waiter nodding back.

“And another coke” Ashton added “Please” The waiter noted down the order, and looked at the chef again. He faced Ashton again.

“It’ll be ‘bout 10 to 15 minutes, that alright?” The waiter had a deep voice.  He caught my glance and smiled at me. I smiled back then looked at Michael, who was concentrating hard on reading through the menu. He placed it down and smiled back at me.

“That’s cool, thanks dude” Ashton said, turning to us. Ashton was so care free, and Michael was so funny.

“So how are you?” Ashton said, once the guy had left us and gone through a ‘STAFF ONLY’ door. Ashton faced me and lifted the corner of hiss mouth into a crinkled smile. It was cute.

“I’m, uh, good, what about you?” I asked. It was a little awkward between us because we didn’t hang out much. But I still prefered to be here than with Calum. Now that was awkward.

“I’m fantastic, I cannot wait for the tour! It’s gonna be amazing! I mean we are taking on the world” Ashton said, possitively. He smiled a really big smile.

“Yeah, I mean touring with one direction” Michael added “Now that’s the dream. We will be living the dream. That’s cool.” Michael grinned at Ashton who was smiling.

“When do you guys go?” I asked. I knew Luke said he would be gone for six months but he never told me when.

“Uh, it’s January right now, soooo…” Michael thought, trailing on.

“In like two months, and Michael  you idiot, it’s still  December” Ashton butted in.

“Oh, shit, yeah, haha” Michael added, laughing, as we all joined in.

Two months. That was it. Two months. Until I would see Luke for months. Even if I would see him at concerts and a few times, but it wouldn’t be the same. He would always have to be busy, so I would hardly see him anyway. It wouldn’t be the same. I was gonna miss him so much.

“Here’s your drinks guys” The waiter interupted my train of thoughts. He placed the little tray of beverages on our table, handing us each our drinks. We all said thanks and he nodded and walked away.

“Yum!” Michael shouted, ignoring the people looking over at him because of the loudness of his tone. He smiled, laughed and dug into his drink.

He smiled as he had milkshake all over his face like a moustache.

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