Calum's bedroom but imagine double doors where the windows are that lead to a balcony.

Three days after Ashton and Calum had kissed. Three days since Ashton had started avoiding Calum like the plague. Calum felt like he was about to storm over to Ashton and yell at him because it wasn't just all his fault. They both kissed and it wasn't just one person at fault, but right now Calum really needed to tell someone about what had happened.

Michael was spinning around on the wooden desk chair while the other two boys laid on the bed. They were sat in silence as Calum gathered the courage to actually tell his best friends what had happened. He just couldn't find the right words without being blunt. He was just going to have to say it, Calum thought. His head was on Luke's lap while the blonde ran his hands through the dark haired boys hair.

"Ashton and I kissed," Calum blurted out. Michael spun around on Calum's desk chair to face the smaller boy with a smirk and Luke stilled underneath him.

"I knew it,"

"What,"

Both of the boys stared at Calum waiting for more information and Calum groaned, bringing his hands up to his face. After a minute of silence, Calum finally decided to carry on. "We were in the kitchen and he sat across from me. Just talking, you know? He talking about the way I dress and it got really awkward after he complimented me," Calum turned so he was on his stomach, facing Luke's jeans instead of his friends. "I sat on the counter and ate the last pear drop and he said that he wanted it. So I said 'If you want it, come and get it', but I didn't think he'd actually do anything-- oh my god, I'm such a slut!" Calum groaned.

Michael burst out laughing and Luke put his hand under Calum's shirt, trailing patterns on his back to try and comfort him. "It's not funny, Mikey. I flirted and made out with my mum's fiancé and now he's avoiding me like I have some disease or something," Calum muttered. The thing is, Calum realised that if he actually filtered what he said to people, then he probably could have avoided flirting with Ashton.

"Maybe you should just fuck him and get all the tension over with," Michael stated. Luke laughed and Calum whined as he slapped the blonde's thigh. "Don't encourage him you asshole. I'm not going to fuck my mum's fiance," Michael stood from his seat, letting his back fall against the mattress at the side of the other two. "You don't understand what you're doing to the poor guy. He saw your panties and that's enough to make any guy lust after you," Luke hummed in agreement. "I can prove this. I know we mess around, but let's face it, I'm a sucker for your ass and panties," Luke continued.

"Or when you throw your head back while riding--" Calum glared as he held his hand up to Luke's mouth. "Don't even finish that you fucking perv," Luke licked Calum's hand and he pulled his hand away with a grimace on his face. "My cock," Luke finished his sentence smirking and Michael laughed at the two.

Calum and Luke had been fuck buddies for as long as he could remember and it was honestly working for them. Even though they cared for each other, neither of the boy's let themselves get to the point where they would actually catch feelings for each other. They were both happy with being single and while they were, why not have a little fun? It would stop either of them making any mistakes or hurting people's feelings. They were simply just best friends that fucked to satisfy their needs.

Calum turned so the back of his head was on Luke's lap. He smiled up at the blonde, sticking his tongue out when Luke crossed his eyes. "So are you going to do it then?" Michael asked. "Do what," Michael mentally face palmed. "Fuck Ashton," he stated. Calum groaned again, letting out a huff because he just knew that neither of the boys would let this go. "C'mon, it'll be fun," Luke said and Calum let out a sarcastic laugh. "I'm pretty sure they're the famous last words before everything fucks up," Calum stated. Luke leant down, placing a small chaste kiss to his lips before he pouted. Calum chewed on his bottom lip. "What do I need to do?" He asked.

Michael grinned as he held up three fingers. "There's three steps. Step one, flaunt yourself. No more shorts around the house. You'll wear pretty socks, panties and shirts that show him enough to let him fantasise," He put down one of his fingers. "Step two, fuck Luke while he's in the house. Give him something to get riled up about. You should've seen his face when Luke kissed you last week," He laughed and Calum rose his eyebrows at how enthusiastic Michael was being. "And the final step. Leave your door open a crack and jack off moaning his name," Michael continued and Calum could feel the heat rising to his cheeks.

"What? No, I'm not doing that,"

"Why not? I bet he'll be on his knees helping you out in no time,"

Calum snorted in response. All of this and he didn't even know if Ashton was queer. Just because they kissed didn't mean that Ashton was into guys. It could have been an 'in the moment thing'. Calum really had a bad feeling about this. "What if it doesn't work?" Calum asked and Michael shrugged his shoulders in response. "Then you know he's hella straight? I don't know, who in their right mind would decline your ass, really?" Calum rolled his eyes as the front door banged downstairs. He sat up, stretching his arms above his head as he yawned. He knew that if he really didn't want to do this, his friends wouldn't force him. He shrugged his shoulders at Michael.

"What harm could it do, right?"