perfect month // m.c.

chapter two

When the twenty-eight and twenty-nine year olds reached the bar, they saw their friends hanging out by the one booth they always occupied. There was like this unspoken rule where only the seven of them were allowed to sit there.

Luke spotted Ashton's messy hair almost immediately and dragged Michael to the booth. "Yo, losers!"

Ashton, Calum and Nadine turned their heads and saw the two guys by the bartender, grabbing their beers. The three laughed at Luke and Michael when they sat down on either side of Calum. Ashton spoke up. "Look who's talking."

"At least we have nights out more often than you senior citizens," Michael replied, taking a swig from his bottle.

Nadine shook her head. "Getting rejected by girls don't consider as nights out, honey."

"There's alcohol, point made," Luke said seriously, then laughed.

"Where're the others?" Calum asked.

"Others?" Michael questioned.

"My girlfriend, dickhead," Luke answered, raising his eyebrow at the red haired boy.

"How about Clary, Ash, where is she?" Nadine asked Ashton.

The hazel eyed boy shook his head, taking a sip from his drink. "She's busy today. She'll be available tomorrow, though, I hope." He glanced at his phone screen, then, seeing there was no text, put it back in his pocket and took another swig.

Just then did Jen show up. Luke stood up and kissed her on the lips then grabbed her a chair. She said a word of thanks and, to the group, asked, "I'm going to order, anybody need anything?"

"Yes, uh, my girlfriend," Ashton joked.

"If I could find your girlfriend in a bottle of Scotch, I'll let you know," Jen promised. "Anybody else need a girlfriend? Michael?"

"Nah, I'm good." He grinned. "I do need nachos, though."

"Done," Jen replied and walked over to the counter to order.

Michael glanced at Ashton who was checking his phone again. "Mate, why don't you just text her?"

"Did that," Ashton replied sadly. "Called her, too." He shook it off, then changed topic. "When are you getting a girlfriend?"

The group agreed. Michael laughed then said, "I don't need one."

"You are twenty-eight years old and have never been in a serious relationship," Luke said. "Usually I'd say you just need to get laid, but for this I'm telling you that you need to get laid with one person for more than three weeks."

Michael nodded, then replied, "So four weeks?"

Nadine leaned in and said, "Michael, there is something that is considered too many girls."

"Not to me!" Michael protested. "Look, I'm twenty-eight, I'm young, AND I DO NOT WANT TO START THINKING ABOUT MARRIAGE BEFORE I'M THIRTY, okay?"

Jen arrived with a Scotch on the rocks and Michael's nachos. Nadine replied, "AND YOU WILL PROBABLY HAVE MORE THAN FIVE KIDS BEFORE THIRTY IF YOU KEEP THIS UP."

"Guys, are you free next week?" Jen asked.

"I'm free all the time," Luke said.

"I can cancel work," Calum said. "How come?"

"And Ash, are you and Clar free next week?" Jen asked.

"Pretty much," Ashton answered. "Why?"

"My firm hooked me up and got me seven Blink-182 tickets," she excitedly announced. "The gig is next week at LA so we get to have a roadtrip and meet the band!"

The group stared at Jen, their jaws dropped. "B-Blink-182?" Luke couldn't believe his luck (and his girlfriend). "You're serious? You're not playing with us?" He shook his head, 

"Yes, motherfųcker! Oh, and technically My Chem as well," Jen clarified, grinning widely. Facing Michael, she added, "Oh, and hey, Mike, maybe you'll find someone there, too." The brown eyed girl winked.

Michael laughed. "What, so I can say I fell in love with a girl at a rock show?"

"How many Blink fans can say they fell in love at a rock show?" Calum finished the last of his beer.

"Hey, why're you having fun without me?" Claryvette joked, walking towards her boyfriend and kissing his cheek.

"WE HAVE BLINK-182 TICKETS!" Luke nearly shouted.

"Shut the fuck up, man," Ashton laughed. His mood had greatly improved once his beautiful girlfriend arrived.

"HOW CAN YOU NOT BE EXCITED?" Luke screeched. By that time Nadine had reached in her bag and grabbed a leftover bagel. "WE'RE GOING TO MEET THE FŲCKING BAND ON THEIR FŲCKING HONDA FŲCKING CIVIC - fųck you, Nadine," he said, rubbing his forehead. The blond twenty eight year old grabbed the stale bread and threw it back at Nadine.

"Calum," Luke added, "control your woman."

Calum just laughed. "Nice going, babe," he said, raising his hand for a high five.

"You're an embarrassment, Luke," Clary teased.

"What if Jen told you we were going to meet Sir Paul McCartney, what would be your reaction?" Luke retorted defensively, wrapping his arm around Jen's waist.

"I'd be way worse than you, that's for sure," Clary assured him with a grin.

"Hey, sweetie, when's the gig?" Luke asked Jen.

"You're stupid," she teased. "Next week."

"WE'RE MEETING BLINK, HOLY FŲCK."

"I'm leaving you."

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a/n THIS WAS KINDA A FILLER I'M SORRY

but this was so fun to write omg
lol fyi this is set in 2011 and 5sos never happened and the guys are middle aged losers hanging out in a bar with their girlfriends and have serious commitment issues (at least michael does)

but anyway um i will try to update next week but bc of grades and requirements there won't be a solid date i guess

i will try to write as much as i can because i want to finish this then go on to (#shamelessselfpromo) "matchmaker" then "beautiful" then maybe a new book abt feminism???

but anyway this is a v long a/n so i will say goodbye here and we shall meet again

'til then, please comment on what you think about this so far and please give a vote if you liked it!!!

- nicole :*

(happy 2015, guys!! may the new year bring plenty of 5sos nudes and more 5sos booty)