Sugar & Spice //C.A.L.M//

Countdowns

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- Special chap-

So this is another extra chapter I just thought of and wanted to put in.

{Sorry it's so late. :c}

~Enjoy :-)

It was the four boy's first new years eve with each other, it was Luke's first spent with someone that wasn't his parents or Casey.

It just had to be perfect, sure it wasn't really special and maybe people made such a big deal out of the day, but Luke was excited for this new year.

A new year starting out with the three other boys that he cared for so much, dare he say; Loved.

You read that right, Luke loved the three boys.

It scared him at first, but the more he thought about it and looked at the boys; he knew that his feelings were real and they weren't going away anytime soon.

The way Michael's face lit up when he saw something he liked.

The way Ashton smiled, his dimple showing while he smiled wide.

The way Calum laughed at the jokes he heard, even if they weren't funny.

Luke fell in love with each boy, with their personalities; with their looks, with every little thing that made them, them.

Everything they did made Luke feel so warm inside.

"We don't have to do anything big, Lukey, we can just watch a movie or something," Ashton spoke.

"It's our first new years eve together though, I wanted to do something special with you guys." Luke pouted, he knew it was one of Ashton's many weaknesses.

The red-head groaned out, Luke often drove the older boy crazy; they all did.

"Heh, looks like someone learned just how to get what they want." Calum chuckled at the sight in front of him.

Michael walked out of the bathroom, a towel around his neck; water dripped down on his shirt.

The grey long-sleeve shirt went down just above his knees. 

It didn't take a genius to know that it was the only article of clothing he was wearing, of course, other than his boxers.

"These boys are really trying to kill us, Ashton." Calum bites his lip, staring at the boys' exposed thighs.

The newly half-pink, half-blue haired male giggled.

"Fine, do what you want, love. I'm going to get some air," Ashton walked out the door, running his fingers through his hair.

The boy's didn't know what they did to him.

The three boy's shrugged their shoulders before returning to their own things.

Michael sat down on the couch, drying his hair with the towel while watching the two boys talk about what they were going to do that night.

The newly dyed male smiled as he watched the boys speak.

He could sit there for hours listening to their voices, staring at their faces and overall just being there with them at that moment.

Michael knew this is what he wanted, now and forever.

Half an hour later Ashton walked through the door, he sat beside the colorful boy.

As tempted as Ashton was, to place his palm on the youngers thigh and caress it, he knew that it was best to keep his hands to himself.