those boys - luke hemmings fanfiction

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“So what are you doing here?” I asked Michael, gesturing towards the hair dye.

“I want to dye my hair! You know the galaxy thing; do you think it would work?”

“You could try, I could help you, I have watched my mum dye her hair before,”

“Yeah but does she dye her hair purple and pink,”

I shrug “It can’t be that hard,”

We look around and buy a few different colours which we will work with. I then run home and give the butter to my mum and explain what I am doing, before making my way over to Michael’s. We both go into the bathroom and I lean his head back into the sink and put the dye onto his hair, trying to create a galaxy-like pattern.

“I swear if you fuck my hair up I will kill you,” He warns,

“Whatever Mikey,” I laugh at him. “Ok set a timer for 25 minutes,”.

We go into his bedroom and sit on his bed, discussing new music that we have been listening to. We have a lot in common so conversation flows easily.

“Luke told me about the whole One Direction thing, that’s awesome Michael!”

Michael’s face lights up “Yeah I know! Can you imagine! We would play in arenas all around the world!”

“When does the tour start?”

“Not until February next year I think, so we have ages, but at one point we have to go up to London to perform for them and if it’s a success we have to buy a house up there, we also have to relase an EP which we have already finished we just have to start promoting, and we have to get loads of practice, so loads of rehearsals and shows,” He explains, talking very quickly.

“Which songs did you choose for the EP?”

“We still have to take a picture for the cover, but it’s called Somewhere New and it’s got Unpredictable, Out of My Limit, Beside You and Gotta Get out,”

“They are like all my favourites!”

“It’s gonna be pretty sick,”

“Have you told your mum?”

“Yeah she’s cool with it; she knows that music is the only thing I actually enjoy so she is happy for me,”

“I am so happy for you guys,”

“Well Lily you were our first fan so you were here from the start,”

“When you guys are all big and famous with private jets and super model wives you can’t forget about me,”

“No can do I’m afraid,” He teases me.

We are interrupted by his timer going off, so we both go back into the bathroom. I rinse off his hair, and we are talking so loud we don’t notice the front door being opened. But when we hear footsteps coming up the stairs we both freeze.

“Who has keys to your house?” I whisper, turning the tap off even though there is still dye in his hair.

“Um all my family but they wouldn’t be coming home; all of the boys know where I hide the spare key,” He whispers back.

I silently pray to myself ‘please don’t let it be Calum, please don’t let it be-’

Calum walks through the bathroom door, humming to himself. When he sees Michael and I, me with both of my hands in his hair and Michael leaning back into the sink he freezes. His eyes widen and he slowly backs out the door, silence echoing through the house.

“Calum wait,” Michael sighs, getting up and exiting the room. I slowly follow them both downstairs and soon all three of us are standing in the hallway by the front door.

“What are you doing with her?” Calum spits the word ‘her’ as if I am some deadly disease.

“Calum she was just helping me dye my hair, I bumped into her at the shop and she apologised so…”

“Michael I thought we hated her? Do you not remember what she did?” He spoke about me as if I wasn’t in the room. He scanned the room and his eyes caught mine but he quickly looked away again, not showing any emotion.

“Calum it’s between you and her, we have sorted our shit out and it’s not my problem if you two don’t make up, I am allowed to be mates with both of you,”

“Whatever,” Calum turns around and opens the front door.

I decide to attempt to talk to him for the first time in weeks, “Calum-” but he immediately interrupts me.

“Don’t you fucking dare talk to me,” He spits before storming out and slamming the door behind him.

Michael and I stand there in silence for a few moments.

“Let’s go get the rest of this dye out, it stinks,” Michael breaks the silence so I follow him upstairs.

“Will Calum be ok?”

“He’ll get over it,”.

I sigh and rinse out the rest of the dye, careful not to hurt him. We go into his mum’s bedroom and use her hairdryer to dry his hair. When we have finished, we stand there in shock.

“It fucking worked!” Michael exclaimed.

“Michael that looks so cool!” I happily agree. I take a few pictures of it for him and he posted them on twitter.

I go home soon after that and get some homework done. My mum isn’t home but I don’t care, and my brother is in but he is with his girlfriend, so I spend the night in my room listening to music.

The next morning I am leaving my house at the normal time for school when Michael jumps on me from behind. 

“Now we are friends again I can walk with you to school!” He happily exclaims.

I laugh and turn around to see Luke running towards us.

“Hey Lils,” He greets me and wraps his arm loosely around my shoulder. It is a friendly gesture but still sends goosebumps down my arms. Luke notices and chuckles at me, but doesn’t say anything.

“Whoa man you’re hair!” Luke’s eyes widen.

“Do you like it?” Michael grins proudly.

“It’s, um, interesting,” he says still in shock.

“Do you wanna get pizza with the boys later? After we rehearse?” Michael invites me.

“Um, the whole band?” I cautiously ask.

He looks at me sadly “Yeah, but take no notice of Cal, if I am honest he is just being stubborn now,”

“If you’re sure…”

“Course we are Lils, I’ll pick you up at 7,” Luke smiles.

When we get to school nothing out of the ordinary happens. Michael gets in a lot of trouble for his hair, but it’s not like he cares. At lunch I sit by myself, seeing as Luke eats at a different time and I don’t want to intrude on Michael and Calum. I am kind of used to being alone a lot now, sometimes the sound of silence is what you need.

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bit of a filler, sorry

ik michael didn't go galaxy till later but oh well, it looks hot

thanks for reading, neary at 1k reads which is awesome

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