Sinking a ball in the corner pocket, Michael's eyes track a particularly tasty piece of meat who's seemingly new in town.
"Okay, well I know who I'm doing tonight, how about the rest of you?" Michael smirks, swigging back his beer in one hand whilst wrestling a pool cue in the other.
"Shit!" Calum turns around so quickly that he's virtually staring at the wall that was behind him a second ago, bumping into Sam as he goes.
"What are you doing?!"
"My Mum's here with my Uncle Dave! She didn't tell me she was going to come here!" he wails.
"Hey, not every boy's lucky enough to have a mother who's equally at home in a kitchen as she is in a gay bar." Michael says, cocking his head at Calum, he gets why Cal's embarrassed but at the same time the man doesn't appreciate what he's got. "Now you behave yourself..."
"As usual Michael gets all the beauties whilst we get to watch." Sam observes how Michael sits himself down at the bar in such a strategic way that he's noticed by virtually every hot guy in there.
"He hasn't got him yet..." observes Corey, handing Sam his cue for the next shot.
"He will. He's got the walk, he's got the talk, he's got the tattoo..." Calum says, a little too dreamily for Corey's liking.
"Double shit!" Calum straightens up from taking his next shot, looking over at his friends, "It's him again! Our teen stalker! Christ, why won't he go away?!"
Luke has just walked into the bar with Chloe. Dressed in a silver shirt, teamed with his blonde hair he looks like a gay angel. Spotting a familiar face through the crowd he makes his way over, dragging Chloe with him, smiling as he reaches his destination.
"Remember me?" Luke asks, making Joy spin round on her bar stool. She squints at him, puckering her face up as the thinks.
"Turn around," she indicates with her finger for him to turn on the spot which Luke does with a bemused expression on his face. "I never forget a butt, especially a cute one!" she cries, lifting his shirt to check if in fact if his butt is cute as she suspects it is, grinning cheekily at his very surprised looking young girl friend.
"I met you in the diner with Calum last week," she confirms, to Luke's relief. She's just as over the top and full of life as he remembered, Calum was right, you can't help but love her, once you've got used to her that is...
"Yeah, I'm Luke. And this is my friend Chloe," he says, introducing them both. He can't remember if Calum had introduced him to her as he'd been so fed up at the time.
"What's he doing?" Calum asks Sam, not wanting to look in case Luke spots him.
"He's talking to your mum and uncle."
"What?!"
"Whoooooooo!" Joy calls across the bar, spotting Calum as soon as he opened his mouth, making him groan and turn around again without acknowledging her. He can just picture her waving with both hands, her bangles clinking and jangling just as they used to at all his school plays, sports days and, well, in fact at every event that he's ever been in.
"You know I'm actually looking for a friend of Calum's," Luke confides. "His name's Michael?"
"Could have guessed that," Dave mutters under his breath.
"Honey, everybody's looking for Michael."
"Have you seen him?"
Joy nods in the direction of Michael, Calum and their group of friends on the other side of the bar, gathered around the pool table near the toilets.
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Queer as Muke
Fanfiction"The thing you need to know is, it's all about sex. It's true. In fact they say men think about sex every twenty-eight seconds. Of course that's straight men. With gay men it's every nine." Twenty nine year old advertising executive Michael Cliffor...
