behind closed doors⚣lashton [discontinued]

Chapter 5

thx calpal

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"I don't get it. Why couldn't we go to the concert?" Ashton whined. The four of them were all in Calum's basement, sulking over the fact that they couldn't go to the Lady GaGa concert with Troye and Tyler (who were at it right now).

"Well you could've paid two hundred dollars for your own ticket." Luke said, not taking his hands off the guitar in front of him.

"But Troye didn't have to do it, Tyler paid for him. Why couldn't one of you do it for me?"

"Because Troye is like his little girlfriend and boyfriends usually pay for dates. If you wanted to date one of us then we might get you tickets to the next one." Michael joked.

Ashton scoffed. "Like I'd date one of you." He pointed in the direction Calum and Michael were sitting.

"So, you would date Luke?" Calum teased.

"Sure." The curly headed guy shrugged. "If he got ass implants."

"Hey!" The blond yelled and threw a pillow at Ashton. He pretended to be offended by Ashton's somewhat rude comment.

"I'm sorry, Luke! You've just got a really small ass!" Ashton defended.

The four boys have known each other for over a month now and were pretty comfortable with one another.

That night when Tyler and Troye appeared at Calum's house somewhere around one-thirty in the morning, then only thing they could talk about was the concert.

"You should've seen her first outfit! But my favorite was the other one she did halfway through the show. Oh my god there was so much blue! And the lights were everywhere and she was amazing!" Tyler gushed through hand motions.

"No, I liked the second outfit. You know, the one with the purple and the white and it had all the thingys on it?" Troye asked.

"You guys are so gay." Ashton groaned, burying his face into a pillow.

"You're gay, too!" Calum giggled.

"We're all gay or partially gay, okay? Just shut up!" Ashton groaned and threw the pillow that his face was recently buried in at Calum.

"I never said I was gay."

"Yeah but we all know you're gay, Calum so get over it." Luke remarked. Calum groaned and flopped on the couch with his arms spread out.

"Guess I don't have to come out anymore."

"Wait, really?" Ashton shot up and looked at Calum with wide eyes.

"Yeah, I was going to tell you guys but whatever." He shrugged.

"This is great! Oh my god, do you like anyone?" Tyler cheered. Calum thought it was ridiculous that everyone was staring at him deeply, and he was kind of creeped out. Everyone- mostly Michael because reasons- was determined to figure out if there was someone he was crushing on or not.

"Kind of?" He gulped.

"Who?" They all boomed (and maybe Michael yelled just a bit louder and sounded more determined because reasons)

"Well, um, it's kind of a secret?" And Calum mentally cursed at himself for coming up with such a bad excuse, knowing they would find a way to pry it out of him.

"And your point is...?" Troye raised an eyebrow.

"Well why don't we just go ahead and say who we all like!" Calum threw his hands in the air dramatically. "Ashton, you go first!" And everyone's gaze was on Ashton, who just kind of sat there looking around the room.

"What?"

"I said, why don't you tell everyone who you like, or, 'have an obsession over' whatever you call it?"

"Nuh-uh," He shook his finger in Calum's face. "you were asked first, you go first."

"Mi- Miranda." I nodded to himself. "I like Miranda."

"But dude, you said you were gay?" Luke questioned.

"I am! Um, Miranda's a guy. He's one of the feminine gays," Luke uncomfortably shifted at Calum's words. "but his actual name is Mitchell? Yeah, but he goes by Miranda."

"Seriously, Calum? You're so stupid." Ashton shook his head because he knew that Calum liked Michael and he also knows who Michael likes. Sure, they had known each other personally for only a month, but they're not in love so it's not bizarre to have a crush on one another.

"Alright then, let's see about you, Ashton." Ashton glared at Calum and shook his head. Everyone is staring at him and he's beginning to feel uncomfortable. He pretends that nobody is waiting for him to speak and glares at Calum.

"You gonna say, or?" Michael speaks.

"No, Michael. I plan on glaring at Calum for the rest of my life." Ashton speaks seriously, glaring at Michael. "Why don't you say who you like?"

Michael turns red, but he knew he would have to say it sometime in his life. Ashton knew he wouldn't say Calum, because Calum had chickened out and now Michael thinks there is actually a Mitchell. Ashton didn't know weather to scream in joy and clap, or cry happy tears, or faint and the next thing Michael said.

"Calum."

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hi im campbell and i like putting food coloring in my drinks and listening to chocolate milk party remix on replay

i know i havent updated in a while but i was writing a one shot on ao3 and thats taking me rlly long sorry

oh and i know tyler doesnt have lilac hair anymore and that he has green but troye and i like the lilac so smd

WHY DOES BLACK HAIR MICHAEL IN LEATHER JACKETS REMIND ME OF IAN SOMERHALDER

im probably going to delete my authors notes bc theyre too long idk