Hello. I'm feeling sick, so I stayed home from church and wrote this chatper. Actually I started this on Wednesday and finished it now. And..it's more of a filler chapter. Sorry. :c (But this is the first chapter with the other boys' POV's, if that makes things better! c:)
- Gabie :)
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Ashton.
I pushed my way through a crowd of people, trying to find Michael.
Boy was I right. Peter, well not exactly Peter. His friends, was giving everyone alcohol or some sort of drug without even realizing it. He spiked every cup there and no one seemed to notice.
Everyone I had pushed past screamed in my face and reeked of alcohol. Multiple people had tried handing me a cup but every time I had politely declined and walked away. I even had to knock a cup out of a guy's hand to tell him I didn't want it, but it was worth it. Peter, or his friends, whatever, would just have to clean that up later.
I never liked Peter, and him always talking to Calum was getting on my nerves. I always saw Peter as a stuck up football-ing douche after bulling me in Freshman year. Calum's told me many times that Peter's not all that bad and that he can be really nice, but I refuse to believe, until I see it myself.
Whether people liked it or not that Peter's friends spiked their drink, I was going to murder them, and Peter, the first chance I got. They got Luke drunk without Luke even knowing it and just about every person here.
"Michael? Michael?" I yelled, pushing through people."Mikey where are you?" I yelled.
I didn't see him anywhere though.
I decided to look somewhere else so I walked outside into the yard. It was a massive yard with a pool and more space to just stand around and talk.
I looked and walked around the yard. And, at last, I spotted a familiar head of brown hair with dark red highlights. He was in the corner of the yard, leaning against a wooden fence.
I sighed in relief and started to walk over towards him. Luckily Michael dyes his hair every couple weeks. It'd be easier to spot him in places like this.
Once I reached him I saw him talking to a girl with, obviously dyed, brown hair with dark red highlights, like Michael's, except her hair was naturally curled, lightly. Her sky, blue eyes matched her look. She wore a simple t-shirt, skinny jeans, and black TOMS.
That was none other than Lillian (Lillie) Oakens. Michael's crush.
"So I told Sarah, you better tell her off before she tries to steals Steven. Like, that's how cruel and mean Katherine is. She was willing to take Steven away from Sarah like that because she was jealous. Sarah's my best friend, and if Katherine was going to take away Steven like that, I would've beat her to her death," I heard Lillie say as I stood near her and Michael.
"You are a violent girl aren't you?" Michael asked, chuckling. "Well I can be, but I can also be sweet, nice, and caring. When people aren't trying to steal my best friend's boyfriend," she replied, smiling.
"I could see that. You are a beautiful and amazing girl," Michael told her as Lillie blushed.
"Hello lovebirds!" I exclaimed, stepping into their conversation. Lillie and Michael looked over to see me.
"Hey Ash!" Michael replied.
"Lillie, this is Ashton Irwin, but I call him Ash. He's one of my best friends and he's in our Chemistry class. Ash, this is Lillie Oakens," Michael introduced.
I held out my hand and she took it in, shaking it. We pulled our hands away after a quick handshake.
"I've heard a lot about you Lillie. Michael talks nonstop about you," I told her as Michael elbowed me in the side.
"Ow!" I yelped in pain.
"Ash!"
"What? She has a right to know!" I protested. "Well yeah but you didn't need to say it now!" Michael exclaimed.
"Well the sooner I tell her the sooner you'll both date," I replied, rolling my eyes. "I was going to wait a little bit," Michael said, blushing as Lillie did the same.
"Anyway, Mikey. We have to go. Luke's drunk, because of the drinks here, and we have to get him home. Calum's watching him for now, but we have to leave soon," I told him. Michael nodded.
"I should probably be leaving too. My cousin, Peter, isn't all that bad. It's his friends that started the alcohol. I can't stand to be here longer," Lillie replied. "Tell me about it," I told her.
"The only reason I'm here is because my friend, Sarah, dragged me here, and as soon as we get here, she ditches me when she sees her boyfriend, Steven. And, well, because Peter's my cousin and I had to come. Luckily I found Michael."
"Actually...I found you," Michael pointed out.
Lillie rolled her eyes then smiled. "Whatever."
"So...I'll see you later?" Michael asked in a hopeful tone. "Of course. I'll see you later...Mikey," Lillie said. She then pressed her lips against Michael cheek, leaving a soft kiss. She smiled then made her way through the crowd, leaving me and Michael alone.
I saw Michael's cheek turn bright red as I raised an eyebrow. "If that doesn't prove that she likes you, then I don't know what will."
"Shut up Ash. You embarrassed me once. Don't do it again," Michael replied. "Aww come on Mikey. Embarrassing you is my favorite thing to do! You know that!" I exclaimed as he lightly laughed, knowing it was true. "I'm sure she likes me back. I just know it," Michael told me as I smiled in response.
"So...where's Cal and Luke?" Michael asked as we made our way back inside the house. "Inside the kitchen. Cal's trying to keep Luke from doing anything stupid," I replied, walking into the house.
Once we got to the kitchen, Calum and Luke were nowhere to be seen. There was no sign of where they could've gone.
Did someone manage to get Calum to drink? Did someone take Calum away from Luke? Is Luke out somewhere by himself, drunk and wasted?
I turned around to see Michael tap on a guy's shoulder. He was leaning against a wall, standing by himself with a cup in his hand. He looked up from him drink and looked at us.
"Yeah?" He asked in a deep, raspy, voice. He seemed sober so I figured we could trust him to give us accurate information.
"Have you seen two guys around here? One had black hair. One had blond hair. The blond one was probably drunk and doing weird stuff? Have you seen them?" Michael asked.
He nodded. "Yeah. The blond guy was saying weird stuff. Like he loved the other guy, or something and to forget about this girl named...Maya...or something. Then they started making out against that wall. After they walked past me and disappeared. I'm assuming they went to a room."
I looked at Michael, the color draining from his face.
Well shit. This could go either way.
"Thanks. And...you should probably stay away from the drinks here. Peter's friends spiked them," I told him. "Yeah I figured. But, you're welcome," he replied.
Michael and I ran to a different hallway and opened different doors, hoping to find Calum and Luke in one of them.
"Oh god."
I looked at Michael. He was standing at the last room down the hallway. He was gawking into the room, covering his mouth.
I walked over to him and looked inside the room. I could feel my eyes widen as I saw what I'd never thought would happen.
Calum and Luke. Passed out. Naked in bed. Together.
"Oh god. This...this...I have no words. This is going to kill Luke and Maya," Michael stuttered. "Luke was drunk. We can really blame him," I replied.
"Let's just get them to Calum's house. Luke's mum won't approve of him 'drinking'. Even though it wasn't his fault," Michael said. I nodded as we walked over to the bed.
We saw their clothes sprawled across the floor carelessly. Michael took care of Luke and started to put on his boxers while I slipped on Calum's shirt.
Once we got their clothes back on, we grabbed them and carried them downstairs. We pushed past the crowds of people and made it Calum's car.
Michael grabbed the keys from Calum's pocket and unlocked the car.
"Ash, catch," he said. I held up my hand and Michael threw it. I caught it and put they keys in my pocket.
I opened the back door and put Calum inside. I put on his seatbelt and closed the as Michael did the same as Luke. I then climbed into the driver seat as Michael got int the passenger seat. I started the car and we drove off.
"Damn. I never expected to see Calum and Luke like that," I admitted. "Luke was drunk. You don't have any control over anything when you're drunk," Michael pointed out,
"I hope we don't get in trouble with Calum's dad. The last thing I want to happen to Calum is for him to get in trouble for something that wasn't completely his fault," I sighed.
It stayed silent as I continued to drive to Calum's house.
Michael.
We reached Calum's house and parked in the driveway. We grabbed Calum and Luke and was surprised to see that the front door was unlocked. Michael checked his phone to see that the time was 12:40, a little bit past midnight.
We walked into the living room, and locked the front door, to see Calum's dad sitting on the couch with Niko, watching TV. He looked over and gave us a confused look.
"Ashton? Michael? What happened to Luke and Calum?" He asked. "Mr. Hood, it's not what you think it is. It wasn't fully their fault. Someone at the party put alcohol in the drinks, and Luke got drunk. Then Calum somehow got involved and...they 'did it'," I replied, using quotation marks.
"Oh goodness. One, call me Aaron, not Mr. Hood. Two, I'm blaming Calum and Luke for anything that happened. But we should get them to Calum's room so they can rest," Calum's dad replied.
Michael and I nodded and followed Aaron to Calum's room. Aaron thought it'd be fine to put Calum's clothes on Luke because they were more or less the same size. We quickly changed them and put them on Calum's bed, covering them with the comforter. Niko climbed onto the bed and laid down at the bottom of the bed and fell asleep.
Before we closed the door, we saw Luke wrap his arm around Calum's waist and pulled him closer. We sighed, because of their bromance, and closed the door and walked downstairs to the living room. We sat down on the couches while the TV was still on, broadcasting a movie.
"They should be fine when they wake up," Aaron said once we sat down. "I hope so. I don't want Luke to get in trouble with his mom," Ashton replied.
"Is it okay if we stay here tonight? Just to watch out for Calum and Luke and to make sure they're ok?" I asked. Aaron nodded. "It's fine. Just sleep on the couches for tonight. I'll go get blankets."
He got up and went to the hall closet. He closed the door and pulled out a couple of pillows and blankets for us to use.
"Thanks Mr. Hood," I thanked. "No problem. I'll be going to sleep now. Feel free to stay up as late as you want," he said, walking upstairs to his room. Michael and I thanked him, laying down on the couches.
"I'm going to sleep Mikey. Good night," Ashton told me, wrapping himself in a blanket.
"Okay, good night Ash," I told him as I heard him starting to snore.
I turned off the TV and the lights. I wrapped myself in a thick comforter and rested on the pillow I was given.
Screw Peter and his friends.
And with that thought, I fell asleep.
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Luke.
I woke up and was immediately hit by a huge pain inside my head. I groaned and repositoned myself on the bed.
Wait...who's bed was I in. I looked ahead of me to see a boy with black hair and tan skin. Soft snores escaped his mouth and as he slept.
The boy was Calum, my best friend. This was Calum's bed.
And honeslty, I couldn't help but admire how cute Calum looked was when he slept. The way his hair was tousled all over his forehead. The way his breathing and quiet snores were even. The way his chest rised and fell just as evenly. The way-
Wait Luke...stop. You can't think of Calum that way. He's just your best friend. Besides, you have Maya. You can't think of Calum that way when you're with Maya. That's wrong.
As if on cue, Calum's fingers started to twitch. He started to stir, the fist sign of him waking up. He sighed then slowly, but carefully, opened his eyes. And before I knew it, I saw Calum's chocolatey-brown eyes.
Once he saw me, his cheeks turned into a bright red, like he usually did.
"Hey um...Luke," he hesitated. "Hey Cal. Um...we're sleeping in the same bed," I said, realizing how stupid that sounded. "Thanks for pointing out the obvious Luke. I'm just wondering how we uh...got here. I remember being at Peter's party last," he replied.
"Whatever was there...must have made me sick. I have this huge headache," I told him, rubbing my head. Calum widened his eyes then looked away, refusing to look at me.
"Cal...what's wrong? Did something happen?" I asked. Calum stayed silent. "Calum I know you're hiding something. I know it. Just tell me," I told him.
Suddenly, the door slowly opened and showed Ashton and Michael, with bed hair and baggy eyes, as if they were up all night. They were even wearing the same clothes from last night, which was kind of gross. They were carrying a water bottle and a pill bottle full of painkillers.
"Oh. You guys are up," Ashton said, closing the door and sitting on Calum's bean bag chair as Michael took his spinning chair.
"Yeah. What time is it?" I asked, sitting up against the headboard as Ashton gave me the water and meds. "Almost 11:00. Calum's dad went to work so it's just us home," Michael replied. "It is Saturday though...right?" Calum asked, sitting up as well. Ashton nodded.
As Calum proceeded to reposition himself, I heard him groan in pain. "Are you alright Cal?" I asked, worried. "Yeah I'm fine...it's just..last night," he replied, slowly sitting in a more comfortable position. "Well now we know who's a bottom," Michael quietly joked as Ashton hit him on the head.
"Bottom...what?" I asked. "You're a top. Calum's a bottom. Simple as that," Michael replied.
"I don't ge-"
"We done with this conversation! We already established that I bottom and Luke tops. Now let's dropped it," Calum quickly interupted.
That's when silence filled the air.
"Guys...we're friends right? No secrets are kept between us right?" I asked. "Of course Luke. You know that already," Ashton replied.
"Alright. What hapened last night?" I asked, taking the meds and drinking the water right after. Micahel and Ashton reacted the same way Calum did and looked away.
"Luke...do you really want to know? It's...extreme," Michael told me. "I want to know whatever I did last night. What did I do?" I asked.
Ashton uncomfortably shifted in the bean bag chair. "Long story short...you got drunk. Peter, or his friends, put something in the drinks and well...you had a couple. You were completely drunk after your fourth cup. Then...I guess you took advantage of Calum or something because something happened."
"What happened?" I asked, curious.
"I found you and Calum naked, in bed, together," Michael almost whispered.
"What's that suppose to mean?"
"We had sex Luke. You were too drunk to be in your right mindset. You pinned me against a wall and kept telling me that you wanted me and to just forget about Maya. Then I kissed you and we started...making out. Then you dragged me into a bedroom and...we had sex," Calum concluded.
My eyes widened. "Shit Calum. Were you sober?"
Calum nodded, looking down. "And you just let us have sex? You didn't even stop me?" I asked, a little frustrated. "Yes. You're stronger than me when you're drunk," Calum replied.
I got up and sat at the edge of the bed, covering my hands with my face.
Shit shit shit shit. This isn't good. Maya's going to kill me. She's going to kill me when she finds out. Frick I don't even know how gay sex works, and I'm bisexual. How did I do this?
"Luke would you stop saying your thoughts out loud?" Michael asked, as all the boys looked at me, raising their eyebrows. Damn I did it again.
"To be honest Luke, Maya might get mad, but it wasn't completely your fault. It was partially my fault too. She should understand that. And...man I don't know if you know how gay sex works. Ashton was looking it up once so I um...saw," Calum told me, embarrassed.
"I wanna be prepared if Andrew Garfield decides to date me someday Cal! We went over this already!" Ashton exclaimed.
"Yeah. Andrew Garfield's totally going to date you someday Ash. I can see it," Michael told him, sarcastically. "You never know!" Ashton protested.
"Actually...I think I was there that day. I think we were all there that day. I remember Ashton was drooling over Andrew Garfield's photos on Tumblr. That must be it," I remembered as Michael nodded.
Ashton rolled his eyes as we all laughed.
"Anyway guys...I got to go. Maya and I are going out today and...I'd rather not be late," I replied. "Of course. You're running off with Maya again," Calum mumbled. "Of course I am Cal. We're going to the lake today," I told him, getting up.
"How are you going to 'hang out' with Maya when you have a hangover?" Ashton asked as I quickly changed into my clothes. "It'll be fine. Hangovers don't last that long," I replied. "Whatever you say Luke," Michael sighed as I made my way to the door.
"Um..thanks for telling me guys. Maya...won't be hearing this for awhile," I told them. "See you around Luke," Michael said.
I waved and walked out and made my way home. I lived a couple of blocks away from Calum (well we all lived pretty close to each other) so it wouldn't take that long for me to walk home.
I got home, quickly showered and changed, and got into my car and drove off. Maya's house was five minutes away so I got there in no time.
Once I got to her house, I saw her waiting outside her house. She smiled and climbed into my car and planted a kiss on my cheek.
"Hey Luke. You're on time, as usual," she replied. "Of course. What kind of boyfriend would I be if I was late?" I replied, smirking. "You're amazing," she replied before she leaned in, pressing her lips against mine.
This was normal between us. We kissed often, but this felt different. I don't even know why. I kissed back, hoping it'd feel the same, as always.
We pulled away and she put on her seat belt. I drove off towards the lake we were going to spend the day.
But throughout the drive, I couldn't help but think about the kiss Maya and I shared.
That feeling I get in my stomach when I kiss Maya, wasn't there. The sparks that flew from my lips, wasn't there. That feeling of love I always felt, wasn't there.
The kiss felt like...nothing.
I felt nothing.
Everything I felt when Maya kissed me...disappeared.
And now, I wasn't sure if this was good...or bad.