ⓒⓞⓛⓞⓤⓡⓢ |c.h + l.h|

Chapter 6.

"And why should I give it back?" Luke raised an eyebrow.

"Because," Calum said while reaching out for his phone, "I don't trust anyone with my phone."

"Well I'm sorry but you'll have to get it back yourself. I'm having fun with this."

Calum sighed. "Luuuuuke pleeeaase can I have my phone back?"

Luke glanced at Calum, huffed, and turned away again.

Oh so this was how he was playing it.

While Luke's back was turned, Calum snuck up behind him and threw Luke over his shoulder. The other boy seemed so shocked, while Calum was stifling his laugher, causing Luke to get shaken up. "You twat," Luke mumbled. "Put me doooown."

"You still have my phone, so hmmmmm, how about no?"

Luke sighed frustratedly. "You know, I would usually swear, but I'm a gentleman, so I'm not going to. So instead, screw you Calum Hood."

"That sounds quite painful, maybe I'll pass on that one. But how very kind of you. I'm sure I'd appreciate the lack of swearing when I get my phone back." Calum rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, knowing that it would startle Luke, because he's still on Calum's back. It worked, because Luke let out a very manly squeal.