apologies ≫ muke {discontinued}

3; clairvoyant

♪ i think you'll notice when things become different. the good vibes in our lives won't feel so consistent. ♪

-the story so far

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"luke. i know who your crush is . . ." the curly haired boy hummed while plopping down on the concrete next to his two best friend.

luke's eyes widen and he abruptly stopped chewing on his vegemite and butter sandwich. "ouh mer gouhd!" you could hardly hear the muffles that his voice box produced. "who? who? who?" luke was slightly bouncing up and down with his legs tucked under his thighs, staring at ashton intensely and expectantly. then his face slightly fell when he realised what ashton had said. "i don't have a crush on him! i just think his face is pretty . . ." he mumbled the last sentence.

ashton grinned at the reaction and chuckled. "whatever. well, sorry to disappoint, but i don't know his actual name. people usually just call him 'freak' or 'loser', y'know . . . things like tha-"

"what!"

"-t. but -ugh shut up, luke.- he's in my french class, so i'll figure it out." ashton sighed when luke didn't look satisfied with the answer he received. "okay, i can tell you about him, though. just a little."

"yay! see, this is why you're my friend."

ashton mocked offence, "you're using me to get to other people?" he made an ugly sobbing face like kim kardashian.

"yeah, basically. anyway! get on with it!" the blonde joked, giggling to himself.

calum interjected, looking distracted by something, or someone in the distance. "uh, yeah, guys . . . i'll be right back." he stood up and dusted himself off, then strutted off in the distance. probably going to flirt with some girls.

the two boys that are now alone, shrugged it off and continued with their conversation about galaxy boy. ashton continued, "okay. i know that he only just started in this school a couple months ago, not sure why he moved, though. uhm . . . he hasn't always had that galaxy style hair, he had black mixed with some other colours." luke found that attractive. "i know why you probably haven't noticed him befor-"

"why?!" the blonde was getting quite excited, if you can't tell.

ashton giggled, "because he usually stays in the library during lunch, or has detention. oh! and he's super apologetic." he leaned towards luke to say this bit, "you probably already know." he adjusted back to his previous position, his back against the wall and legs crossed over one other on the concrete. "which is weird, i mean, we hardly apologise to people, like, fuck them." he laughed it off, luke just chuckled a little, wanting to know more about this guy.

once ashton didn't say anymore after the laughing died down, luke frowned. "do . . . do you, um, know anymore about-" he was just about to place a name in his sentence, before he realised that he didn't have a name to place. he paused. " . . . this guy?"

ashton realised how luke was quite upset that he didn't have a name to this guy's cute face. he patted luke's knee reassuringly. "hey. don't worry, bro. we'll get a name. aye! i have french for the next two periods, i'll give you his name after school, okay?"

luke's face lit up like a kid's face on christmas morning. "really? okay. cool! than-"

the bell rang.

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[a/n: i'm just gonna say right here that the roll isn't alphabetical cause i can't be bothered okay]

ashton wasn't positive that he was going to find out this mysterious boy's name, but he would do anything to make his best friend happy.

he just had to concentrate on who was answering the teacher when they called their name.

. . . and he did that job perfectly . . .

"ahren?" [a/n if you know what band ahren is in ily]

a mumble of 'here' was heard.

ashton looked around anxiously, eyes wandering to where the sound came from.

okay. good news and bad news.

band news: ahren was not luke's mysterious crush.

good news- actually, great news: the curly haired boy had spotted a mop of galaxy hair and wow.

luke was right. he was quite attractive. even though ashton had seen him around before, he never really noticed how cute he was.

his head was down, focusing on reading the book placed in his cute stubby fingers.

"ashton?" ashton's head snapped back to the front when he realised he was staring at the boy at the back of the classroom.

he managed to mutter out a small 'here' before the teacher noticed anything suspicious.

the roll continued for a while and ashton started to feel an anchor-like pit growing at the bottom of his stomach. he could tell the roll was going to end soon.

the teacher huffed a breath. ashton's eyes widen. no, no. it can't be the end. there has to be someone else. i couldn't of missed him.

much to ashton's luck . . . "and finally," a pause. "michael?"

michael . . .

michael.

michael.

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this is longer than my dick tbh

-b