"The way Ashton plays his guitar is amazing." You admitted to your bestfriend.
"I know. Have you seen his muscles?" She asked giggling.
"Yes I have and they're great." You said not knowing Michael was listening outside your room.
"Well I have to go love. I'll call you soon okay?" She said quickly. "Bye." She hung up.
You put your phone down and continued hanging up your clothes,
"So if Ashton's muscles are so great, why don't you go date him? Huh?." Michael says harshly and you sigh.
"Michael. She's my bestfriend and we say stupid shit to try and make each other jealous. Plus I have a boyfriend. With black, purple and red hair, who is an amazing guitarist," you stepped closer and closer each time. "who is damn sexy when he's jealous," you saw him blush. You moved closer and wrapped your arms around his neck. "and who I love so much." You planted a kiss on his cheek as he puts his hands on your waist.
"I love you too Marie." He smiled. "And I was not jealous." He adds
"You totally were." You state.
