almost put this in michael's point of view
almost
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"why are we here?" i groaned, looking up at the massive neon lights. a bouncer was at the door looking as intimidating as he could possibly be.
"because ashton saw you jump over michael's fence last night and i know you guys talked because you didn't leave till morning." calum snapped, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the heavy metal door where mr. intimidating was. calum made grabby hands at me and i handed him my id.
i looked at the ground as the man looked me over slowly, nodding and handing me back my id. for some reason calum didn't have to give his but that's none of my buisness. [*sips tea*]
the place was dark, the bright lights hanging above us in random colors gave it just enough light so you could see the outline of your hand in front of you. "shots?" calum called after me, grabbing my hand and leading me towards the bar before i could give him an answer.
the music was too loud to hear what he ordered but seconds later a bright green substance in a small glass was in front of me. i watched as calum downed it and did the same, the cold liquid burning my throat.
this isn't so bad, right?
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"you took him to a bar?" ashton giggled, at least i think he giggled. his arms were crossed all seriously so i guess he didn't giggle. "are you crazy calum?" his voice slightly raised a little and now i'm back to wishing he giggled.
"l-lukey had f-fun right?" the kiwi boy slurred, turning his head on my lap to look at me. i hung my head down, a smile on my face as i nodded. "both of you are taking a bath, when you're done you're telling me everything you did." ashton told us, pulling cal off my lap and slinging him over his shoulder. the tan boy erupted in a fit of giggles and i followed them upstairs to the bathroom.
ashton put calum down and closed the bathroom door, locking it and turning back to us.
"strip. now."
i watched calum immediantly taking off his clothes and i laughed because god knows how many times he's been told that command in that tone of voice. "both of you, i'm not wasting water." ashton rolled his eyes and i brought the black t-shirt over my head.
after waiting for the tub to be filled, calum and i both stepped in while ashton sat on the counter and watched. we had gotten home around three, so that means we were taking a bath at four in the morning. my body was still completly wasted as i grabbed the soap bottle and dumped half of it in the tub.
"ashy look!" calum giggled, creating bubbles in the water and making an a on his bare chest. "love you lots."
ashton chuckled and hopped off the counter, kneeling down besides the bathtub and making calum turn around. my knees legs were on top of calum's as he leaned his head back and let ashton wash his hair. "what about me?" i whined, dragging out the 'e' and slapping the water.
"he'll be here in a second, calm down." ashton exclaimed, taking the shower head down and rinsing calum's hair. i looked at him confused for a second before it hit me.
"mikey?"
ashton nodded.
nearly on cue, the sound of the front door opening and closing filled the house. heavy foot steps where coming upstairs and ashton got up and unlocked the bathroom door. "he's such a five year old when he's drunk." ashton groaned and i crossed my arms in defense.
"i am not! now shut up and wash me."
michael stepped in, his cheeks going a light pink as he looked at me. his hair was still pink, the loose black tank top that had some band on it hung around his hips. i turned around as he walked over to me, kneeling down beside the bathtub by ashton who was now washing calum's back.
i watched his arm reach up and grab the apple scented shampoo before squirting some on to his palm. i sat quietly, playing with the bubbles as michael washed my hair.
"it's nice to see you again." ashton chuckled, having calum stand up so he could wrap a towel around his waist. "you too." michael smiled.
"what about me!" i complained, turning around to face michael. his cheeks went even darker and i poked them with my index fingers. "it's nice to see you too love."
love
i giggled at the word and made grabby hands at michael. "up."
after wrapping a fluffy white towel around my waist, ashton gave me a pair of calum's flannel pajama bottoms and michael's shirt after trying to rip it off him. "here." the curly haired boy was still laughing. he handed michael a new shirt and as soon as he slipped it on over his head i jumped on his back.
"tired. carry lukey to the couch." i commanded, pointing to the couch that was not even a foot away.
"i'm going upstairs to put cal to sleep. michael you're welcome to spend the night." ashton smiled before carrying calum upstairs. michael gently set me on the soft cushion, turning to go sleep on the opposite couch but i grabbed his wrist and tugged him towards me with all my strength.
he didn't even move a milimeter.
"stay." i groaned, my vocabulary getting shorter and shorter. there was a pause, a small sigh, and then michael was laying behind me. i tugged his arm over my waist, snuggling up to his chest until i was comfortable.
"goodnight mikey."
"goodnight, lukey."
lukey
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"WHY THE FUCK IS HE IN THE HOUSE?" i screamed, pointing to michael who was fiddling with his thumbs in his lap.
"because, luke," ashton snapped, throwing my arm down so it was at my side "i let him in, i own this house, and you two need to make up."
i crossed my arms. "i already tried!" was my lame excuse.
"did you? like really?" ashton asked, wiggling his eyebrows at me for some reason. michael laughed.
"yes, and i-" i stopped myself. "i don't know." i finished.
"what do you mean you don't know? you both said sorry so what's the problem?" ashton asked, michael must have told him what happened when i came over.
silence.
"luke?"
i looked at ashton.
"do you love michael still?"
i looked over at the pink haired boy who had finally lifted his gaze up to see my reaction. his lips were parted slightly, one eyebrow slightly raised in curiousity. i could tell his heart was beating fast, the tint of red his cheeks always are were now crimson.
i still hadn't answered the question though and ashton sighed. "michael, do you love luke still?"
"i do." he smirked, smirked. a small smile came to my lips and he looked at me. "i love you to the moon."
"i love you to the moon." he whispered, playing with my hair gently. i looked up and smiled, already knowing how to finish the sentence
ashton looked at me.
"and back?" i asked, barely above a whisper.
"and back."
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and the next day
and the next day
*breathes heavily*
and the next day
YOU ARE READING
on the other side • muke
Fanfictioni've always had a neighbor he never talks never leaves his house and his fence is nearly nine feet tall that is until it has to be taken down
