Michael
"You bellend."
My words just cause laughter to fill the room, Ashton reading out loud the text that just came through, presumably from Colette,
"Sounds great, give me fifteen minutes," Ashton reads
"We get to meet Michael's girlfriend!" Calum grins, him and Luke letting me go and Ashton chucking me my phone,
"It's for the best," he winks at me,
"You bellend."
Colette
I pull up to the address Michael sent me, biting down on my lip. A brown eyed boy with tousled dark brown hair opens the door, his face lighting up with excitement as he lays his eyes on me. Before I can say anything, his arms are wrapped around me in a bear hug,
"Its so good to meet you," he grins, pulling away from the hug, "You're Colette, Michael told us, are you two together? You should be together because he loves you,"
I look at him with wide eyes, my mouth agape, confusion setting through me,
"Hi," I finally say,
"I'm Calum, oh come in and meet Luke and you met Ashton already, he's the one with the really long hair, we're always telling him to get a haircut but he doesn't listen. Well maybe he just doesn't want to, I don't know. I like my hair short enough but not too short, it was really short when I was younger but then I decided to let it grow out, but I have to keep on top of it you know, because then when it gets too long it goes really fluffy which isn't my style, and don't even get me started on Michael, oh my lord if he puts another drop of bleach on his hair it will-" his fast talking ramble is interrupted by Michael standing in the doorway to what looks like an open kitchen with a living room, rolling his eyes,
"Calum, leave her alone," he mumbles, shaking his head and wrapping an arm around my waist, pressing a small kiss to my forehead and leading me to the kitchen counter, where red bar stools sit slipped underneath. He pulls out my stool and then sits on his own, me following in suit,
"He's friendly," I laugh,
"Yeah," Michael blushes, "Sorry about that, he's just excited,"
The boy I know as Ashton from earlier in the week, Calum and another boy enter the room, grins on their faces,
"So what's it like?" Ashton asks, grinning at us,
"What?" Michael asks,
"Being..." he pauses, raising his eyebrows and looking around, "In love?"
"Fuck off," Michael rolls his eyes, a laugh escaping my lips,
"Hi," the blonde boy mutters,
"Hi, I'm Colette," I grin at him,
He smiles back, biting on his lip ring, "Luke," he nods his head,
"He's not usually this quiet," Michael comments on Luke's behaviour, eyeing him up suspiciously,
Luke in return, blushes furiously, "Uh, butter or salted popcorn?" he mutters, looking at me,
"Ehm...butter please," I grin at him,
"So, this is your....first date?" Calum asks, "Second?"
"Third," Michael takes a gulp of his drink, nodding his head,
"Third?!" Ashton frowns at Michael and I,
I nod, a confused look on my face
"Wow," Ashton whistles,
"What's so special about a third date?" I ask, laughing
"The third date," Calum states mater- of - factly, "Is always the deal breaker, the thin line that determines the rest of the dating direction,"
"Is that so?" I raise my eyebrows, a smile smirk playing on my lips,
"It is," he nods, "I read it online,"
"And why is it the deal breaker?" Michael questions,
"Well, its like this," Calum lays his hands on the table, the microwave dinging signifying the popcorn is done, "The first date tests the likeability, so if you like them, you're all like 'So can I get your digits?' and then you go on your second date, and then the second date confirms the romance and tests the likeability,"
"And you guys are on your third date. That's when you reveal stuff about yourselves," Luke nods, taking the cap of a bottle of beer and sliding it across the counter to me, "But trust me, you are going to need a drink before you start learning about Michael,"
***
Luke
Colette throws her head back, her hand covering her mouth as her eyes disappear, breathy laughs escaping her mouth, her black crop top rising slightly above the top of her high waisted, ripped denim jeans, an abbed, flat stomach revealed,
"Wait, wait, wait," she laughs, struggling to get the words out, "You're actually being serious?"
"I just turned the stupid fucking hoover upside down to see if it was working and then the electricity magically turned back on, and it decided to take my penis in with it," Calum huffs, the rest of us laughing at him,
"Why hoover naked?" Colette asks,
"Calum prefers being naked," Michael states, downing the end of his second beer.
"Do you want another one babe?" he questions Colette, who was swigging the last few drops of her third beer,
She shakes her head, "I'm Irish, but drunk on a third date is unattractive, and I am already pretty fucking pissed,"
I stifle a laugh, "Your turn," I address Colette,
"Okay, well.." she contemplates for a second, biting on her lip, "Oh yes, okay well, a while back I went on holidays to Cancun, for Spring Break, I figured it'd be cool so me and a couple of friends thought we'd go, but anyway I released when I was packing last minute that I didn't have a bathing suit, so decided to just nip to the mall anyway, but because I was packing I was just dressed chill, a pair of leggings and a flannel, no bra or anything, because O figured it would be quicker for shopping for a swimsuit, but anyway I went to the shops and found one, and I was leaving to go back and finish packing, and there's these revolving doors and I stepped in behind this man and I figured he knew I was behind him, but he obviously didn't because he pushed the door the opposite way to me and my flannel got caught in the doors. So before I could do anything about it, my flannel ripped right off and I could not get it out, so I had to stand there topless for twenty minutes until maintenance came and I still to this day cannot go into a mall without cringing and dying of embarrassment," she sighs, shuddering at the thought,
Ashton clutches his side, "I think I might piss myself," he stutters through laughs, the rest of us in a similar state,
"Classy woman," Michael comments, laughs escaping his lips,
***
Michael
"I'll see you guys later," Colette smiles, waving goodbye to the boys, each of them giving her a hug and waving her off as I walk her out the door to the uber I called for her,
"I would have driven you home but-"
"You had even more drinks than me," she laughs, her breathe smelling of beer and wine fanning onto my face, a smile cracking onto my face,
"I had a great time," I smile at her, pulling her into me, my hands snaking around her waist,
"Eh it was okay," she grins, placing her hands gently on my cheeks, her nose crinkling up as she grins at me,
I place a kiss to her lips, quick to deepen it into a full on make out session, the same fireworks setting across my body as before, her touch exhilarating me into a drunken frenzy of sparks and butterflies,
She pulls her mouth from mine, breathing heavily, placing a chaste kiss to my cheek,
"I'll call you in the morning," she smiles,
"I will answer," I wink at her, kissing her forehead before helping her into the uber and waving her off
Luke walks down the steps of the flat, standing beside me, handing me a bottle of beer before swigging from his own,
"You, my friend," he comments, smacking his lips, "Are the fucking definition, of whipped,"
I smile at him, shaking my head, taking a gulp of beer, "I know,"
Authors Note
Hiya petals x
I was going to update a couple of nights ago and I just never got round to it so I'm sorry about that but this chapter is a bit longer for you guys x Please leave me some comments because I absolutely adore reading your comments and stuff it makes me super duper happy :)
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Niamh x