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''Maybe you think everything about you is wrong, but I don't. I really think you are beautiful Michael. Understood?'' Luke whispered to Michael, cupping his face. He placed his forhead on Michaels, like he's resting.
''Understood.'' Michael replied, looking at the blue gaze of the older boy. He was amazed by the older boy, and in love with him for years. But Luke never showed interest.
''You should know, I love you for couple years now. And Michael, every time I would hurt you, I would hurt myself.'' he pulled up his sleeves, showing scars similar to Michaels. Shivers passed both of the bodies as they layed down next to eachother. Their fingers tangled, tears sliding down both gorgeous faces. No regrets. Silence stayed between them, it hid them, it pleased them.
''Well, I love you too. But words hurt. Even more than scars. You should know that.'' Michael whispered and removed couple of tears. Luke nodded, even though Michael couldn't see it. They were both staring at the white cracked seiling. Michael started laughing.
''What's wrong? What's so funny?'' Luke asked in concerne. Michael shook and nodded his head, laughing.
''We both love eachother for years, we both eachother and ourselves. We could of been healing eachother. How stupid are we?'' the younger boy asked, wiping of both his laugh tears and the ones made by the pain he felt. Luke pulled him in his imbrace, and again, they layed on the floor. Like their life changed. Like some of the worst words haven't been told at all.
Sleep over came, and the both boys fell asleep on the floor. Glass was shattered near them, but there was no fear of cuts for them, no fear of pain. Just the fear of loosing eachother.
For those who don't know I made Luke a year older here and this will be a short story. So 10 chapters is maximum and all the chapters will be short.
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