popsicle • muke

s e v e n.

"i'll see you tomorrow." michael kissed my cheek before leaving. he had other neighborhoods to visit and had to stay there till tomorrow. since when was being an ice cream truck driver a serious job?

"i'm going to ashton and calum's!" i called out before leaving too. michael was already gone and i sighed taking out my phone.

"hello?"

"pick me up, i'm spending the night at yours today." i told ashton who said he would be there in fifteen minutes. i waited patitently, and no, i didn't need to bring anything with me. i left nearly half my things at their place anyways.

i watched as ashton pulled and i got in the passenger side. it wasn't a long ride until we got there. "calum your bitch is here."

"i'm not his-"

"lukey!"

i narrowed my eyes at ashton as he laughed. calum englufed me into a tight hug before letting go and plopping himself down on ashton's lap. i sat down next to them, sprawling my legs out across calum's lap making him scrunch his face up in disgust.

"i want to wax your legs they're so bad." he looked over at me and i shrugged.

we spent the rest of the hour watching random things on tv before i started texting michael.

luke: this sucks

michael: whose dick?

michael: oh

michael: why what's wrong?

luke: i'm bored

michael: i'm driving rn i'm sorry

i looked over at ashton and calum who were sleeping on the couch before i went to michael's contact, pressing the call button and waiting for him to answer. "hello?"

"come over."

"luke i can't, i'm driving right now."

"please?"

michael sighed through the phone. "fine, i'll be there in a co-"

there was a loud swerve before the line went dead.

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