eccentric 》 muke | cashton

ten《 calum

"I am not going back in there!" Michael panics.

I roll my eyes, "Come on, Michael don't be a baby."

"I am not being a baby." He argues, crossing his arms over his chest.

I snort and turn for the door.

"It's my fault Luke passed out," Michael says, grabbing my arm so I wouldn't leave.

"No, it's not." I try to convince him.

"Yes it is." He banters, slightly bouncing like a little kids.

I roll my eyes so hard that it hurt. He's being such a bitch right now it's not even funny. I give him a smug smile, "I know why you don't want to see him."

He stares at me, "Yeah, I already told you why."

I laugh, "No, it's cause you like him you're scared that now he won't like you back."

He looks down, "Um... no. I'm straight."

"Pshhh, yeah right." I laugh, "I've seen the way you look at him."

He crosses his arms over his chest again, "I don't know what you're talking about."

I roll my eyes, "Well I'm going in. You can stay out here and keep bitching or come with me. Your choice."

I walked into the room, apologizing to Carol for being late.

"Ashton, your partner is here." Carol says.

Ashton looks up at me, his cute little cheeks slightly pink. I pulled up my chair next to him.

"Sup, cutie."

Shit that one slipped. I don't even know if he's into me or not I just assume that everyone is.

But his blush tells me otherwise.