the pale and the dimpled ;; mashton

four // damp

Michael's brain felt incredibly slow.

What the hell just happened?

"Hey, you up for a movie tonight?" Calum came up to him as they were exiting the school; Michael hadn't realized he had been walking. "Or are you nailing another girl?" Then he added in an undertone, "Or dude?"

"'Kay first, piss off," Michael said as he breathed in the still damp air. "And second, no, I'm doing neither. I've got a date."

"With who?" Both Calum and Luke asked at once; Michael never did dates.

Michael gave them a sly smirk. "Pizza."

His friends groaned and rolled their eyes but nonetheless laughed with him. "Okay, but seriously, you coming?"

The lilac one shook his head. "Nah, I need sleep. Plus I have a test tomorrow, and mum said no more C-'s." He rolled his eyes as he let out a long sigh.

Luke nodded. "Sure then. Oh, and I heard you partnered with, um, Irwin in chem?" He raised an eyebrow. "That mean something?"

Michael glared at Luke. "No, it doesn't." He said firmly, very well hiding his panic, and Luke knew him well enough to drop it.

"O-kay," Calum said, glancing between his two friends. "Um, I think we're gonna get going. Do you need a ride?"

Michael shook his head but Luke furrowed his eyebrows. "But this morning it was pouring, and it looks like it will again. Plus, I thought you hated Tuesdays?"

Michael bit his lip in an attempt to push back his smile but failed miserably.

"Tuesdays don't suck as much as I thought."

//an

Raise your hand if you can't go to Derp Con bc you're 'underage'.

🙋

I hate the world sometimes. But then again I don't, it has music, wifi, food, books, Niall Horan and Calum Hood.

Hmm. Maybe it's not so bad.

btw cake on the side.//