A Turn For The Best

Broken

#part3

Before Calum had a chance to answer Luke came flying out from the kitchen with a notepad. "So, what would uh like tow drenk dis vine vorning?"
"Eh, just water for me please" I saying trying to keep in my laughter.
"Water? Really? You're so boring. You're Irish I thought you guys loved tea?" Michael said winking at me.
"Fine, I'll have tea" you say pretending to be annoyed.
"I'll have a cup of coffee please vaiter and a tea for mah lady"

Calum has the food all set up on a little pushy table cart thingy. He wheels it over and then Michael looks at you with glistening eyes and says "well I could get used to this, you should come over more often!" As another cheeky grin covering his face.

Calum looks at him "you can feck off to her house now baybay, if you think I'm gonna be cooking you breakfast every morning" he turns on his heels and heads for the kitchen. Just as he pushed open the door there was a two way collision, coffee and tea EVERYWHERE, and the odd speck of blood from Luke's nose.

"FUCK YOU CALUM" Luke screams holding his nose and just as Michael spat a whole load of egg all over the place, before you and him both jump up off the couch to help them.
"Shit, it's not just my fault, to be honest it's no ones. How the fuck was I supposed to know you were there?"
Your best friend comes running from the kitchen "what the hell just happened?" Picking Luke up off the floor. "Shit Luke I think it's broken," she said examining his nose.

Ashton came running from another room with a wet flannel and pressed up against Luke's nose. It was the first time you saw Ashton all morning and he looked like he was just after wrestling with a bear. He was wearing his ripped Rolling Stones shirt And black skinny jeans that were ripped at both knees. And yes of coarse he had his head in a bandana. Typical Ashton.

He grabbed the keys out of the little bowl on the coffee table in the middle of the room. "Come on so guys everyone in" Ashton said pointing to the door. You looked at Michael who was behind you with his arms around your waist. He sighed "well this is us, a bunch of idiotic teenagers, well besides Ash he is an idiotic, yet useful man" he let's go of your waist and takes your hand. You like the way it feels he has a firm yet perfect grip. Not too tight yet not too loose either. It feels like he is saying that he wants you but if you wanna leave you can.

He walks you out to the 7 seater mini bus. He let's you get in first still holding your hand. He hops in beside you and sits. Yer at the very back because Ashton is driving, Calum called shotgun, Luke and your best friend are in the middle 3 seats. So michael just sat in the back because he wanted us to sit together. He lets go of your hand to put on his seatbelt. He takes his phone out of his pocket and looks at you. "I believe I don't have you number yet" blowing you a kiss.