luke's pov
i woke up too being spooned by ashton.
i smiled and sunk further into him. i heard footsteps coming down the stairs and immediately shut my eyes, pretending to be asleep.
i heard shuffling and a yawn then i fridge open. i didnt know whether the person had left the room.
well, my question was answered when the tv was switched on and a mop of green hair was sitting against the sofa, memsmirised by the screen.
i decided to let him know i was there by stretching and groaning.
"oh l-luk-lukey, y-your a-awa-awake!" he stuttered happily, smiling at me.
i didnt know why but i blushed at the nickname he had given me.
"mornin' mikey" i smiled, ruffling his hair.
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it was eleven in the morning and we were all currently downstairs watching crappy tv shows.
"guys i think we should actually do something productive today" ashton yawned from the other side of the sofa.
"mcdonalds? pizza hut?" i questioned.
"PIZZA!" the other three said in unison.
"pizza it is" i smirked.
michael's pov
once the four of us decided we were going to have pizza me and luke headed upstairs to where i was planning on getting a shower.
"i-i'll b-be two m-minu-minutes l-lu-lukey" i sighed and locked the bathroom door, i needed to get this stutter under control.
i undressed myself and looked at my hair in the mirror, the green was starting to fade and i needed another colour to dye it.
i stepped into the cold shower, the clear droplets dripping into each of my wounds as i hissed and winced in pain.
i thought about luke, his perfect hair and today, how he lazily wore it in a slight fringe, his mesmirising blue eyes - you could basically swim in them and lastly his package.
i mean c'mon he did have a big booty.
chuckling to myself and clearing the thoughts from my mind, i stepped out the shower to realise there was no towel or clothes on the floor where i had left them.
ugh, im gonna kill that bastard...
i unlocked the door only to be met by luke recording on his phone with of course my clothes and towel a metre away from the doorway.
'"l-luke?" i said, tormented.
"yes darling?" he smirked.
"g--give m-me m-my c-cloth-clothes p-please..." i begged from behind the protection of the door.
"why dont you come and get them?" he winked.
"f-fi-fine..." i gulped and my cheeks turned an even more crimson colour.
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