𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 ♚ 𝐥.𝐡𝐞𝐦𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬

02 - introducing ashton irwin

"How rude!"

"What? It's the truth!"

"Telling me that 'I ruin all things fun' is not the truth Michael!" Maria huffed placing her hands firmly on her hips, "You're just being mean."

"I'm not mean!" He defended, "I'm honest."

The yelling and dispute started to bring the sleeping girl out of her well-deserved slumber, she wasn't ready to wake up. "Can you guys be quiet?" Lyla groaned into her pillow rolling around in the small twin-sized bed, "I'm sleeping."

Lyla was having one of those reoccurring dreams that she despised but going back to bed and back to that dream was better than mediating one of Michael and Maria's arguments... again.

"Look what you did!" Maria said pointing to the girl curled up in the sheets, "You woke her up dumbass!" She added, slapping the boy on the shoulder.

"I did not!" Michael argued, "You are just as responsible as I am!"

"Oh," Maria scoffed, "I'm sorry I don't think I can make it tonight, I'm too busy doing anything else!"

"Fine! See if I give a damn!" Michael said waving his arms up in the air, "I'm not the one missing out on the party of a lifetime!"

"For fucks sake!" Lyla groaned sitting up, aggressively pulling the bedsheets off her body before walking over to the bickering friends to break them up. "What is this all about?" She asked waving her finger between the two.

"Well, I, was just trying to get our good friend Maria to come out with us tonight." Michael started, shooting looks and faces towards the curly-haired girl, "But of course, she didn't want to go out."

"So, what if I don't want to go out?" Maria retorted, "I'm tired and the last thing I need is to wait around and watch you get drunk off your ass!"

"Can you guys just please shut up?" Lyla sighed pinching the bridge of her nose, turning to the red-haired boy she spoke, "Michael sometimes it's best to keep your mouth shut."

"Ha!" Maria said earning a finger from Lyla informing her to stop, the girl turned around ready to confront the other side of the argument.

"And you," Lyla started, "the party is an eight-minute subway ride from campus, we can leave whenever." She reasoned, "And please come tonight so I'm not left alone with this idiot." Lyla joked pointing to Michael standing behind her with – a now – offended look painted on his face.

Before Michael could say anything in addition to Lyla's comment the front door burst open with a panting boy running through it, leaning against the wall as he tried to catch his breath. "Sorry, I got caught up with something." He told heading over to the minifridge, grabbing a bottle of water and chugging down the contents.

"Like what?" Michael asked, "Was there another freshman girl interested in exploring the magical world of BDSM?" He snorted along with the few stifled giggles from Lyla.

The story of Calum's first experience with a freshman girl was not the best – for him – the group loved and adored how funny it was, the boy got approached over a week ago by a very conservative girl interested in Calum for her first true sexual experience.

"No," Calum deadpanned, "one of the guys in my frat just got broken up with, turns out his girlfriend is gay."

Lyla shot Michael a glance, it was proof of her victory in regards to the bet they made earlier. The chances of her win were slim but even if it were to be another couple Lyla would swallow her pride and admit defeat.