10 Things I Hate About You - Lashton/Malum

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MICHAEL

"Here you go Michael, your schedule and your locker number. A student will be here shortly to show you the school." the guidance counselor said, handing Michael a few papers. 

"Okay, uh thanks." He said awkwardly, getting up and stumbling a bit before walking out of the room. After a few minutes of waiting, a guy with blonde hair showed up and asked if he was Michael.

"That's me." He confirmed with a smile, reaching a hand out for him to shake.

"Hey, mate! I'm Niall, I'm going to show you around school." He said, and Michael nodded before they walked out to the courtyard.

"Okay, so here's how it goes. Over there you’ve got your group of basic beautiful people. Now listen. Unless they talk to you first, don’t bother."

Michael nodded along with furrowed eyebrows, and motioned for him to continue.

"To the left we have the group of coffee kids." They walk next to them and they flinch away, one guy hitting the other and spilling his coffee down himself.

Whoa! one of them screeched, while the other glared at him, shouting That was Costa Rican, butthead!

"They're very edgy. Don't make any sudden movements around them." Niall whispered as they stepped around them. Before he could say another word, Michael stopped in his tracks as he caught sight of a guy across the courtyard walking his way.

"Oh my god.." Michael suddenly gasped, staring. Once Niall saw what he was looking at, he rolled his eyes and tried to get Michael's attention again.

"What group is he in?" He asked, still watching the tan boy with dark hair walking with his arms around a stack of books. He was walking with a guy who was freakishly tall and had curly hair in a bandana.

"The don’t even think about it group." Niall said, glancing over at an awed Michael before continuing.

"That’s Calum Irwin. A junior, like us."

"I burn, I pine, I perish!" Michael whispered, a small grin taking his face as they neared him. He ran a hand through his styled white and black hair as Niall talked.

"Of course you do. You know, he’s beautiful and deep--Pure. His friend is Harry Styles." Niall said, and Michael glanced over at him, confused. When they were in ear shot, Michael caught part of their conversation and listened closely.

Yup, see, there’s a difference between like and love. Because I like my playstation, but I love my Gibson blues bass.

But I love my Sketchers, his friend said.

That’s because you don’t have a blues bass, he explained, and a look of awe covered his friend's face.

Ohhh! Harry said with a smile.

"Listen, forget him. He's got an incredibly uptight father, and it’s a widely known fact that the Irwin brothers aren't allowed to date." He said, and Michael sighed in confusion before nodding his head.

ASHTON

"Okay then. What did everyone think of The Sun Also Rises?" Mr. Morgan asked, and a lovestruck girl raised her hand to give an opinion.

"I loved it. It was sooo romantic." She sighed, giggling into her hand. Ashton scoffed, and spoke up, giving her an unimpressed look

"Romantic? Hemingway? He was an abusive alcoholic misogynist who squandered half his life hanging around Picasso trying to nail his leftovers." The other students rolled their eyes, used to Ashton's comments and complaints in their senior English class. Zayn Malik, a popular, rich, and greaser looking hooligan sat up in his seat and chuckled over at Ashton in a cocky way.

"As opposed to a bitter self-righteous fag who has no friends?" he asked, and giggles erupted from the students. Ashton was fuming in his seat, but didn't turn around to face Zayn. 

"I guess in this society, simply being male and an asshole makes you worthy of our time. What about Sylvia Platt or Charlotte Bronte or Simone de Beauvoir?" he asked, but Zayn began making a stupid comment about him being a male feminist before Luke Hemmings stepped in late to class.

"What’d I miss?" he asked, book bag hanging off his shoulder. Ashton took one look at him before sitting upright in his chair, arms crossed.

"The oppressive patriarchal values that dictate our education." He said, and Luke nodded to himself.

"Good." He said, and immediately turned to leave.

"Hey, hey!" Mr. Morgan shouted after him, but Zayn interrupted yet again.

"Uh, Mr. Morgan, is there any chance we could get Ashton take his Mydol before he comes to class?" More snickers sounded around the class, but Ashton just flipped him off. He was used to Zayn's jokes, he had been calling Ashton a girl and a useless feminist for years now.

"Some day you’re gonna get bitch-slapped, and I’m not gonna do a thing to stop it." Mr. Morgan said, and Zayn looked down at his lap, embarrassed. Ashton held in a laugh, and Zayn glared at him.

"Anything else?" Ashton asked Mr. Morgan.

"Yeah. Go to the office, you’re pissing me off." he said.

"What? Mr. Morgan!" he protested, appauled. The teacher just looked back at Ashton, raising a hand in dismissal.

"Layta!" He said, and Ashton glared at his back. He picked up his books and grimaced as Hayley gave him an understanding look when he passed her. Zayns snickers were pissing Ashton off, so he hit him in the face with his books as he passed. Hayley erupted  in loud laughter, while Ashton just grinned to himself and walked out.

hiii, so yeah, this is lashton and malum. please do remember, the point is that malum are trying to get lashton together so that they can date!

any thoughts/opinions?

votes and comments are greatly appreciated :)

vote for sassy ashton maybe!?