the pale and the dimpled ;; mashton

twenty-two // underwear

Ashton walked into Michael's room, but did not find him there. He was about to leave when something caught his eye.

His mouth fell open and he tried his best not to be upset; but how couldn't he? He had thought Michael had liked him, enjoyed being with him, wanted to be with him.

Apparently not.

He turned away from the pink underwear stuffed in between the dresser and the wall. Ashton quickly left the room, not wanting to be near it any longer.

"Oh," Ashton nearly choked when he bumped into Michael, who was smiling at him. "There you are. I was looking for you."

"Hmm, I thought you were looking for Amanda."

"No," Michael said, quite confused; why would he look for Amanda? Then he realized something was up when he took notice of the angry and hurt expression on Ashton's face. "Ash, is something wrong?"

"Nope, everything's perfect."

Ashton bumped Michael on the shoulder as he left.

//

"Hey Mike, can we talk a sec?"

"Yeah, sure."

Michael followed his friend inside, still feeling confused by Ashton's behaviour. Ever since they had left upstairs, he had been quite cold to him, though he didn't know why.

"Can I ask you something?" Calum said, fidgeting nervously as he sat on the couch.

"Of course," Mikey said, smiling at him for assurance.

"Okay, well, um... I just, please don't get upset with me. I love you, bro."

"I love you too," Michael sat on the couch, his elbows on his knees. "What's up?"

Calum opened his mouth to speak but nothing came out; how did you tell one of you best friends something like this?

"Irhnfilkeluke."

"What?"

Calum took a deep breath, glancing at the open door before speaking slowly.

"I think I like Luke."

"Finally."

Michael sighed with relief, seeing as it had been a really fracking long time that they had all known each other, and it was obvious that the two did indeed enjoy each other's company in a different way neither noticed.

"What?" Calum asked, confused and shocked.

Michael shrugged, turning the TV on to Family Guy. "It's about time you realized it."

"How the hell did you know?" Calum asked, leaning back on the couch. He couldn't wrap his head around the fact Michael knew something before he did.

Michael have him an are-you-f*cking-with-me-right-now look. "It's a little obvious." He said plainly, staring back at the TV. Although he was happy Calum had finally realized he liked their best friend - who was currently taken, which made Michael question whether it was Amanda that triggered it - he was still upset about Ashton being upset with him.

"I'm so screwed." Calum said with a sigh, running a hand through his damp dark hair.

Michael smirked gently.

"I bet you'd like Luke to screw you."

"Shut up, Michael."

"Why, so I can suck your-"

"Finish that sentence and I'm kissing Ashton."

Michael didn't retaliate.

//an

oooooooooh mashton tension what what

wtf

but uh yeah kAYLEE AND COCOA POPS YOU WERE WRONG HAHAHAHA I thought of it tho so you were close.

erm

i really don't know what to say

OH

TYSM FOR NEARLY 900 READS! ILYSM GUYS

I think I'm just going to call you my guys. That's all I ever call you.

HEY GUYS

duck I almost wrote guts

I don't want to call you guts

k I'm going to go I probably seem high but I swear I'm not I'm just in my grandma's bed trying to feel better I swear

Oh yeah, I'm feeling a bit better, for those of you that were concerned. :)

byeeee.//