*Luke's P.O.V*
Dude, I love How I Met Your Mother!

Laurel brings us this big bowl of popcorn and I feel like eating it all, but my conscience tells me to be polite and wait a few moments to fill my hands. Michael doesn't do the same though, less than a minute after she left it there he's got his mouth completely full.

"Thanks for making popcorn, Laurel." He says, chewing.

"My pleasure. I can make more if you want to." She says, and I notice something different in her voice.

When I look at Laurel, she's hugging her own legs, curling herself like a ball, and her eyes are teary. I know something happened but now it's not the right time to ask her about it; not with A here. Even so, I find it impossible to pay attention to the show after realizing my favorite host has something bugging her. I feel like standing up and carrying her away so she could tell me what's going on; I'm sure it's Austin. However, there's nothing I can do right now, so I just keep on glancing at her from time to time to make sure she doesn't get worse.

After we watch three episodes, A yawns and asks us to leave, and even though we don't want to go, Michael and I agree it's about time since Laurel needs to wake up early tomorrow. She takes us to the door and A passes by her without saying a word, but Laurel doesn't seem to mind.

"I'm so happy you guys are here." She says excited, trying to hide her real mood status.

"We're happy to see you too." Michael says, hugging her.

"Call us tomorrow when you're free so we can hang out again." I tell her, looking deep into her hazel, and now afflicted, eyes.

"I surely will" She smiles at me, nodding.

A suddenly comes back from the end of the hallway and grabs my arm.

"Hanging out again tomorrow? When are we gonna do something just me and you, Lukey?" She pouts.

I glance at Michael and he's rolling his eyes. I look at Laurel and she's staring at the ground, visibly disturbed.

"Some time A, but Michael and I came here to see Laurel." I tell A, looking at Laurel. She looks up at me with puppy eyes, and I can't help but feel the left corner of my mouth lifting up a bit, curving into a smile.

We say goodbye to Laurel again and drive back to our hotel. Michael and I talk the whole way about how funny Laurel's face was when we surprised her and that there is something different with her, even though she is as pretty as always. A remains quiet just to storm around me when we get to our room.

"I didn't know your friend was a girl!" She spits.

"Does that matter?" I roll my eyes. "She's a friend. Period."

"Luke! Did you see the way she looked at me?"

"You didn't make the nicest impression, let's be honest."

"Oh, I'm sorry if I'm trying to show some stupid fan that you've got a girlfriend!"

When she says that I turn around and glare at her. She's way too full of herself.

"Listen up, Amanda, and listen carefully." I huff. "You are not my girlfriend anymore, and you better be nicer to my friends and fans. Don't forget why we broke up in the first place!"

"Then why am I here, Luke?" She strikes a pose the way she always does when we're having an argument. "I'm not a toy you can drop whenever you want to!"

"I never said this was a romantic trip" I scoff. "I invited you to come hoping you'd be polite to her. She's very special to me."

"And she wants you and is trying to steal you!"

When A says that, everything stops. I keep on repeating her last sentence in my head. Could it be?

"She's just a friend." I stutter.

"Maybe for you" She scoffs. "But she really does want something, Luke, and don't act like you don't know it. Have you ever considered she could just be using you for attention?"

"There's no reason for that." I shrug. "And we are just friends."

"You know what, Luke? Think whatever you want, you never listened to me anyway." And with that she leaves the room, slamming the door.

Jeez, she's so dramatic, even though her attitude has nothing on her words passing through my mind. But before I could exactly think about it, someone knocks on the door and I groan just at the thought it could be her already.

"We need to talk, bro." Michael grins, coming in.

"What's up?" I ask him.

Michael lays in my bed and grabs his phone, typing something before speaking again.

"I heard our guest got a little mad and left you here." He mocks. "What's today's reason?"

"She's jealous of Laurel." I roll my eyes, siting by his side. "She thinks Laurel is trying to use us for attention. And she also said something about her wanting me."

"Laurel wanting you?"

"Yeah, but I think A is just overreacting." I shrug.

"I don't know about Laurel, but you like her, don't you?" Michael asks me, and I feel my heart pounding faster.

"What are you talking about, Mikey? She's just a friend, she never showed any other interest in me." I admit, a little upset.

"So what? You still do like her. Come on, Luke, I've known you for quite some time. Say it."

"I thought we were here for you to try getting her." I mock.

"Please. Did you really think I was gonna try something with her? Bros before hoes, right? True, she's a babe and I wouldn't mind hooking up with her like I said, but since the day I met her I realized how you look at her. You've got a thing for Laurel, just admit it, goddamn!" Michael tells me, punching my shoulder.

"Wait a second, why is A here, then? Why did you want her here?" I'm so disbelieving right now I can't even think straight.

"Dude, you've always been her pet! Like, all the time! Remember we would always tell you to stop letting her be the boss? Today when she bitched around Laurel you checked her! You've never done this before, Luke! That was the proof I needed. You like Laurel." He states, crossing his arms.

I look at Michael, still trying to understand his plan. This whole time he manipulated me to find out if I did or did not like Laurel?

"But you told me I shouldn't text her, you said she could be using me. You said I should give up on it before it even started!"

"You're stubborn, Luke. At first I really thought you were better off without her but whenever you talked to her you looked different. That day on the plane when you got mad at us for saying Laurel could be taking advantage of you, I knew you had growing feelings for her, and I'm here to support you if you decide to give it a shot."

I stare at Michael for several moments, while linking up everything. Is he suggesting for me to try...?

"She's got a boyfriend, remember?" I hold my head on my hands.

"Austin? Nice kid, he's a nice kid. But I don't think they'll last." He replies like it's the most obvious thing in the world.

"He's a douchebag." I curse, frowning.

"Which is why you should try! Come on, what's the worst thing that could happen?"

"Hmm, let's see... she says no?" I scoff.

"Then at least you've tried. You're cool, there are a lot of girls you could get. Don't worry if it doesn't work out with one, but you must give it a shot. What do you say?"

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PS: yup, her name is Amanda! gotchaaaaa lol