I Would- Muke

Chapter 3

AN: Haven't updated this in years oops... SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION: Read my story; Love, Luke. It's muke and it's fluffy and adorbs and gahhh. And I update A LOT more often. So there you go lovelies to the chapter! *flies to the next chapter*

     -ALYSSA THE ADVENTURER

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   "You see, Cal here has a crush on-"

   "The cheer captain!" Calum cut Michael off with.

   Michael pouted. "That's not what I was going to say. We both know you're gay as Adam Lambert. You're gayer than me, and I'm so gay I can't even think straight."

   "Michael, what the heck are you saying?"

   Michael came back to earth, turning to Calum, the source of the voice. "What? Did you say something?"

   "Idiot." Calum mumbled, face palming.

   "So. Who does Calum have a crush on?" Luke asked confusedly, slipping in next to Michael on the bench.

   "Ashton" Michael replied, shrugging.

   "MICHAEL!" Calum, shrieked, reaching across the table to strangle the lilac haired boy.

   A knowing smirk covered Luke's face. He knew very well of Ashton's crush on the brown haired boy. Ash made sure of it. He made sure everyone at his table knew how cute Calum was and the fact that they made eye contact in the hallway once so they were going to get married and that Calum's new blonde highlights made him even more attractive and "I DIDN'T EVEN THINK THAT IT WAS POSSIBLE FOR CALUM TO GET EVEN HOTTER', in Ashton's words.

   "What if I told you that I could get Ashton to really notice you. Or you could go with the expansion pack and have your wedding be planned out. Which flowers do you want? Violets? Petunias? How about we just get some Dasies? Or some that match Michael's hair?" Luke took a bit of Michael's hair in his hand(which is EXTREMELY soft by the way) and pulled his head forward for Calum to get a better look at it. "Hands of the merchandise." Michael said, removing Luke's hand from his hair. Even though he loved the feeling, he didn't want to be too obvious.

   "I thought this was the money maker." Luke said, pinching Michael's cheeks. "They are, I'm a package deal." Michael said, blushing and taking Luke's hands off of his face and setting them back on the table.

   "Guys. We all know the best thing at this table is all this." Calum said, getsuring his arms up and down his body. "Sure, Cal. Whatever helps you sleep at night." Michael said, shaking his head. "I thought that was Ashton." Luke said, smirking. "Good one, Luke!" Michael said, high-fiving Luke while Calum just groaned and buried his face in his hands.

   "Did I hear my name?" Calum shot up to see ASHTON IRWIN. The world has to stop doing this, seriously. "Hey, Ash." Luke said, covering his laughs with coughs. Michael was doing the same thing and Calum was just thinking "this has got to be a dream' while shaking his head.

   Ashton snaked himself into the seat next to Calum. Calum didn't know if he wanted to pounce on Ashton or just shrivel up and die. If only there was a way to do both...

   "Oh yeah, thanks for leaving me at the table where everyone was planning your death. Good news, they were on Dan's side. Finally. We can get away from those scum." Ashton plucked a chip from Calum's bag. Calum gasped.

   "Sorry, Princess. If Ashton sits next to you, your gonna lose some food." He plucked another chip in his mouth.

   Calum blushed at 'Princess' and slapped Ashton's hand so he couldn't get another.

   Michael looked over at Luke and winked.

   Luke smiled a little, getting the memo.

   "Oh, Michael! Look! A Leprechaun! We must chase it to it's pot of gold!" Luke exclaimed, grabbing Michael's hand and pulling him out of the lunchroom, both giggling.

   "MICHAEL!"

   "LUKE!"

   "ASHTON!"

   "CALUM!"

   "WHAT?" 

   "I DON'T KNOW. CAN I CALL YOU CAL?"

   "Why are we yelling?"

   "I don't know. So what about it?"

   "Huh?"

   "Can I call you Cal?"

   "Depends. Can I call you Ash?"

   "Sure."

   "Then yes."