Aisle Of Love

Five

Megs pov ~
I really hope Emma gets back soon. I'm finding it really awkward just sitt- "So, Meg" Michael starts. "How old are you?" I'm debating whether or not to tell the truth. I'm currently sitting against the bottom shelf of the cosmetics aisle. We were all too cold to continue standing in the frozen section. Luke is directly across from me, Michael and Ashton are sitting either side of him.
"Erm, I'm 17. I turn 18 in about a month though!" I look straight at Michael a face. He's smirking at me. I have no idea what he's insinuating. I'm not exactly sure if I wanna find out though...

Lukes pov ~

Michael is pissing me off. He is clearly flirting with Meg. I can't even tell if she's flirting back. What if she prefers him over me? I don't want that happening. I clear my throat and start to talk.
"So, uh, why is your phone so smashed?" She looks up at me with a look of sadness that has just overtaken her body. What did I do wrong? I should've stayed quiet. Jesus Luke, you're such an idiot. I wait quietly her response. "Well uhm. Well actually, it's part of the reason we came here tonight. Sort of."
I furrow my eyebrows in confusion. "Ice cream?" She giggles at my goofiness, but the smile soon fades. "Well, right before we got here, my boyfriend" Oh my god. Great. She's already taken. "Broke up with me via text. I was so broken. I really liked him, and I thought he liked me back. But I guess not." What a dick. Why would he do that? Meg is looking up at me with watery eyes. Her face has turned pale, and her freckles are darkening. I think her freckles are adorable.
"What a low life." I manage to blurt out. "He's a dick. Don't take it personally though, I know guys like him. They don't understand one thing about girls or relationships. He doesn't deserve you. But I'm really sorry." Even though it's dark, I swear I can see her blush. "Thankyou Luke" She smiles through her words.

Calum's pov~
After we've got one torch for each person, Emma and I start to head back to 'base camp'. I can call it whatever I want, I'm punk rock.
Emma is trailing behind me as I lead the way. I hear a piercing scream and turn around to find Emma on the floor wriggling like a maniac. "CALUM. GETITOFFGETITOFF" She screams. "GET WHAT OFF?" I scream back at her. She's still squirming like there's no tomorrow. I bend down and shine a flashlight onto her body. She's really toned. She has a rockin bod. What? No. Stop thinking about that CALUM, she needs your help. "CALUM? CALUM WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU JUST STANDING THERE. HURRY UP AND GET THIS SPIDER OFF OF ME" She yells in frustration. Jesus, she's hot when she's angry, but I don't want sass.
I start moving my hands all over her body in search for this mysterious spider. I can't find anything. And it's a little awkward because I feel as thought I'm kinda groping her. So I stop. "There's nothing on you." I tell her. "B-but there was a spider on my arm" She explains. "Well it's gone now." I say, a hint of annoyance in my voice. She got really angry at me for no reason. Who does she think she is? Kylie minogue?