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He asks you out as a bet *part 2*

Calum

~One month later~

I knocked on Calum's door and waited for an answer. It opened and he smiled at me.

"Hey, babe." He smiled as he kissed me.

"Hey. I brought food." I spoke, raising my bag.

"Awesome. I just need to pee." He chuckled, pecking my head before heading upstairs. I sat down and turned the TV on. Suddenly, Calum's phone buzzed. I glanced at it slightly but my eyebrows furrowed as my eyes skimmed over the text.

Michael: It's been a month, dude. The dare's over. Time to break up with Y/N.

My eyes widened as I heard Calum come back down the stairs.

"What do you feel like watching?" he asked as he sat next to me and put an arm around me.

"Actually, I think I should be going." I gulped, grabbing my bag and my coat.

"But you've only just gotten here." He scoffed as he stood up.

"I didn't think you'd mind, considering the dare is now over." I spat. His eyes widened slightly.

"What?" he asked. I scoffed before pointing at his phone. He looked at me before picking up his phone. His eyes widened further as he read the text. He looked back at me.

"Baby, this isn't what you think it is-."

"Oh, so you weren't dared by Michael to date me and then dump me after a month?!" I spat. He gulped.

"Okay, so maybe it's exactly what you think it is-."

"You're unbelievable." I spat as I opened the door.

"Please don't leave, YN, I'm sorry." He begged.

"Do you even like me?" I snapped. He gulped and looked at me.

"That's what I thought." I choked before shutting the door.

Luke

~Two months later~

Luke and I lay in his bed, our naked bodies wrapped in his crisp sheets. I smiled, listening to his gentle heartbeat as his hand ran through my hair.

"You know, I think I might love you." He admitted quietly. I looked up at him.

"I know that we've only been dating for two months, but-."

"It's okay, Luke, I love you too." I smiled. He returned it before leaning down and pecking my lips.

"What time is it? I've got work at ten." I sighed.

"I don't know." He shrugged. I leant over Luke's body, kissing his chest as I reached for his phone. I clicked the home button to look at the time, but my eyebrows furrowed as I saw a text from Ashton.

Ashton: See, I told you it was a good idea to ask Y/N out as the bet ;).

My eyes widened as I sat up. I read over the text again and again before looking back at Luke.

"What's up?" he asked, resting his hand against my lower back.

"You should know, you're the one who agreed to ask me out if you lost this bet with Ash." I spat as I stood up. Luke's eyes widened as he grabbed his phone and read the text.

"Shit. Y/N, let me explain-."

"You don't need to, that tells me everything." I choked as I pulled his dress shirt on over my body and buttoned it up.

"No, babe, I swear that that's not what happened-."

"Save it for your next girlfriend, Luke." I spat before slamming the bedroom door.

Michael

I walked into the living room and smiled as I saw Michael, Luke and Ashton sat there.

"Hey, guys." I smiled.

"Hey." Luke and Ashton nodded to me.

"Babe, come sit on my lap." Michael spoke.

"But there's a whole sofa to sit on." I teased.

"Babe." He whined. I chuckled and shook my head as I took a seat on Michael's lap, causing him to wrap his arms around my waist and nuzzle his face into my hair as Calum walked in.

"Hey, Y/N." he smiled as he sat down.

"Hey, Cal." I returned.

"I bet you're glad that Mikey lost the bet, huh." He smirked. My smile faltered.

"Mate, shut up." Michael gulped.

"What bet?" I asked. Calum's eyes widened.

"Oh shit, he didn't tell you." He gulped.

"Tell me what?" I scoffed as I stood up.

"Babe." Michael sighed. I looked at the boys to see them looking at me with wide eyes.

"One of you assholes better start talking." I spat.

"Michael." Luke gulped. Michael returned it as he stood up.

"Is he serious about me being a fucking bet?" I snapped.

"Yeah, but-."

"That's all I needed to hear." I choked before grabbing my jacket.

"Babe, please don't go." Michael begged.

"Was any of the last three months real?" I asked. He looked at me with heartbroken eyes.

"Yeah. It was all just this fucking bet, wasn't it?" I choked.

"Y/N, it's my fault, not Michael's." Calum spoke as he stood up.

"You don't get to talk, Calum." I spat before looking back at Michael.

"Don't try to make this right because you'd be wasting your time." I choked before leaving the house.