"I'm sorry. You would've gotten in trouble if I would've left Isaac say friends with benefits. I saved you from months of grounding. So, you should be thanking me," he smiled.

"I'm not going to thank you. This is just as painful. We have to act like a couple around both of our parents."

"I know. I didn't think that part through. It'll be okay, though. I promise."

"Fine," I agreed. We continued talking about what we were going to talk about: if we should tell the other guys or not.

"I think we should tell them we're 'dating' because if they hear it from one of my parents or your parents, they'll be mad we didn't tell them!" Michael proved a point.

"I don't think we should tell them because then we will have to act like we're dating around them too," I frowned.

"But what if they find out from my parents or yours?"

"Then we tell them the truth. If it comes to that, I think they can keep a secret."

"Okay. Yeah, I think so. I guess that'll be fi-"

"Michael!" I heard his mum coming up the stairs.

"Wait.." I grabbed Michael's face and kissed him. Once, twice, three short times until his mum came in. I acted like we were making out then. God, this was so weird. I knew it shouldn't feel weird since we'd slept together all of the time, though. We even made out sometimes, but the acting part in it was weird.

"Sorry," Karen mumbled.

"No, Karen!" I yelled to her as she began to leave the room, "What were you going to say?"

"I just wanted to let you two know that din-" she began to speak, but Michael kissed me on the cheek quickly. I pushed him away playfully.

"Go on, Karen. Sorry about your son," I glared at Michael and slightly laughed.

"Well, first, how long have you guys been dating?" She asked.

"A few months actually?" I looked at Michael, telling him to play along. I nodded, "About three.. four months? Yeah, four months."

"Oh. I didn't know until just this afternoon. Well you two make such a good couple," she complimented.

"And what were you going to say, Mum?" Michael wondered.

"I wanted to let you two know that dinner would be ready in a few minutes."

"Okay. Thanks, Mum!" Michael yelled to her as she left.

"God, that's so awkward. You had to make out with me, didn't you?" He lifted his one eyebrow.

I laughed, "You've got a lot to learn.."

"About what? Us fake-dating?"

"Yes, that."

"Okay. Teach me," he smirked.

"Well I think we've got the sex part down.." I scratched my head.

"I think I might need one more lesson on that," he told me, getting on top of me.

"Well I'd be glad to teach it to you," I flung my top across the room.

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"So what's this about you guys dating?" Calum asked later that night.

"We're not dating, we're friends with benefits-" Michael slapped his hand over his mouth. He was getting tired of acting, and we had agreed to tell them if they asked.

"You're what?" Luke almost yelled. Good thing we were at his and not Michael's or mine.

"Yeah, did you just say what I think you just said?" Calum asked.

"I hope you didn't," Ashton looked at both of us.

"He did.." I admitted.

"Oh my god.." Luke was surprised, obviously.

"So.. How is it?" Ashton asked pervertedly.

"Ashton, what the fu-" I began to say when Michael cut in with, "amazing."

"Oh god," I rolled my eyes, looking at the four idiots sitting in front of me.

"Hey, just please don't tell my parents or my siblings or Michael's parents, okay?" I asked them. That's all I needed them not to do.

"Promise," they all agreed and Ashton nudged Michael, smirking at him.

"Yo, pervs? Stop it," I scolded. They just laughed. This was one of those moments where I really hated the boys, especially Michael.