"We should have a party," Michael said as he put more Cheetos in his mouth.
"What kind of party?" Calum asked. "OH, I AM GOING TO CRUSH YOU, IRWIN!"
"I hate this game," Ashton grumbled as he lost for the fifth time in a row at FIFA. "But yeah, what kind of party?"
"We should have a cool people party," Michael decided.
"Omg, yes!" Amanda, who was situated on Luke's lap, agreed enthusiastically. Michael stared at her blankly.
"Bish do I know you."
Ashton and Calum died with laughter while Luke frowned at Michael. "Mike." He said warningly.
Michael smiled at Amanda. "I'm kidding," He reassured her. "But I was thinking only us five. How's Thursday, by the way? Seeing as we don't have school Friday or whatever."
"Okay," Calum said with a shrug. "As long as there's food, I'm cool."
"Sure," Ashton said as well. "I'm free everyday except Friday." He added with a smirk in Michael's direction.
"R-Right," Michael said, suddenly flustered. "Uh, Luke?"
"Yeah, okay," Luke said, though his mind was somewhere else, seeing as Amanda was rubbing against him and his friend.
"Then it's settled. Thursday, 8 PM, here."
//
"Nanie, promise me you'll have fun?" Michael asked his grandmother as he drove her to the Community Centre on Thursday evening.
"Oh yeah, Tweety Bird. I'm gonna get down, or whatever it is you kids say," Nanie said, moving her hips in her seat. Michael laughed, clutching her wrinkled hand in his.
"Just don't break anything."
"I make no promises."
//
"Hey," Ashton said as he came into Michael's room window-style.
"Hey," Michael said, his eyes on the laptop on his desk.
"What's up?" Ashton asked, plopping onto his bed.
"Not much," Michael said. "But I got you a present."
"Really?" Ashton asked, tilting his head up a bit and Michael nodded.
"Yeah, come here."
Ashton groaned, rolling onto the floor. He stood up, brushing off his jeans, and made his way to Michael. He bent over so his head was resting on Michael's shoulder as his face tuned into one of confusion.
"What am I looking at?" He asked. "It's... Blank."
"I know," Michael said, forcing back his grin.
"Is it supposed to be that way?..."
Michael chuckled, putting one hand on Ashton's cheeks so he could look at him. "You know, sometimes you really are the cutest idiot." Michael said, ignoring the ringing doorbell.
"Aw, I try. But where's my present?" He asked.
"Exactly."
It took Ash a moment before he understood. "Oh." He said, his cheeks heating. "O-Oh, right. Um..."
"EXCUSE YOU, YOU COULDN'T OPEN THE DOOR?!" Calum burst into the room at that moment and the pair jumped apart. The Kiwi boy's eyes widened as the two's cheeks flamed. "Oh, did I interrupt something?"
"N-No," Ashton said a little too quickly. "Um, I'm going to go uh, check on the pool. Yeah." He said before nearly running out of the room.
Ashton went into the kitchen, grabbing a chip from the bowl. "F*ck," He groaned, realizing how awkward that was.
"Hi to you too."
Ash jumped, dropping the chip and crushing it with his foot. "Amanda! Don't do that!" He groaned, grabbing another.
"Sorry," She smiled sheepishly. "Hey, is there any Coke in the fridge?"
The dimpled boy nodded, handing her one. "Thanks," She said, before saying she was going to go find Luke. Ashton nodded, not really knowing what to say seeing as he and Amanda had never really spoken.
Amanda left, and Ashton was about to reach for another chip when:
"MICHAEL YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SCHIST!"
Michael came running into the kitchen laughing his head off, Luke right behind him. "Give - It - Back - To - Me!" Luke said, trying to chase him around the table.
"Ash, catch!" Michael tossed the object to Ashton, who caught it successfully, but nearly dropped it when he saw what it was.
"OH MY GOD," He screamed, holding Luke's used condom at arm's length. "WHAT THE HELL LUKE?!"
"He got it on with Amanda in the backseat of his car before coming here! Obviously, when he came in that." Michael informed him (laughing at his awful pun as well) and Ashton began to choke on air.
"GET IT AWAY FROM ME!" He shouted, completely disgusted. At that moment however, a confused dark-and-now-blonde-haired lad entered the kitchen with a glass of water.
"Hey what's going o-" Calum was cut off by being splashed in the face when the condom landed in his drink. "WHAT THE ACTUAL F*CK?!" He yelled.
"It's Luke's!" Ashton said as Calum's mouth remained hung open by the object at the bottom of his drink.
"LUKE YOU FREAKING-"
"Can we go in the pool soon?" Amanda entered the room and all the boys froze; Ashton in mid-scream, Michael trying to contain his humour, Luke shocked and wide-eyed, and Calum completely disgusted but with the cup behind his back.
"Yeah, uh, sure," Michael said, glancing at his friends. "Let's go get changed, shall we?"
"Yeah," Ashton agreed quickly. "Come on Calum. Oh, and don't forget to give Luke his glass of water."
"Right." Calum said, shoving the cup into Luke's hands. "I'll see you in five."
And the three boys left Luke to deal with his girlfriend.
//
Their party was in full swing; everyone was eating, drinking some type of soda or juice, and having fun in the pool or waterslide. They were having fun.
"I'll be back," Ashton said after their third chicken fight. "I have to pee."
"Ew!" Everyone said as Calum fell off his shoulders.
"I'll meet you inside," Michael whispered to him, and Ashton nodded, climbing out and grabbing a towel.
He swatted the various mosquitos away as he went into the house, severely annoyed by their appearance. He went to the bathroom, did what he had to do, before going upstairs to find Michael.
"Michael?" He called out, but got no answer. "Mike?" Ashton bit his lip, unsure what to call out next seeing as there may be be someone else in the house.
"Mommy?"
He still got no answer.
Ashton went downstairs, peeking through the window so he could see the pool. Michael wasn't there. "What?" He whispered quietly.
He turned around, about to head upstairs again when he suddenly bumped into a flustered-looking Amanda. "Oh, sorry, Ashton," She said and he nodded, apologizing as well. "Um, see you outside." Amanda rushed before nearly running out.
"Alright..." He trailed, beginning to climb the stairs, still in search of Michael.
//an
It's so awkward to end it here but idk it needs to end like this for next chappie
hehehehehe
AND GUYS OMF FIREPROOF WHAT I CANT I JUST WOCKEOAODNCOV
AND FRACKING FOUR
THEY ARE TRYING TO KILL US SLOWLY OKAY
bye.//

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the pale and the dimpled ;; mashton
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