I just want to protect you || muke fanfiction

4. it's going to be alright.

Michael POV.

"Mikeyy?"

"Yes."

"You haven't told me anything about your family, do you wanna tell me something about them?" Luke asks while he takes out the DVD because it ended.

"Uhhm... okay. You know my mom Karen she's sweet, she wants the best for me. And my dad... my dad left us when I was really young. My mom has no contact with her parents, so it's just me and my mom." I say and try to smile again.

"oh, I'm sorry." Luke says.

"It's okay but tell me about yours." I say.

"My mom's name is Liz and my dad's name is Andrew, my dad works for a company so he is most of the time in New York. My mom is a math teacher. I have two brothers Ben and Jack but they're both in college. And my mom and dad are in New York together on a mini vacation or whatever they call it, that's why they aren't here." Luke says.

"Cool. " I say, and I lay my head on his chest and close my eyes.

"Goodnight Lukey."

"Goodnight Mikey"

Luke POV.

It isn't fair, the only one Michael has besides me is his mom. I wish I was there for him sooner. So I stopped him when he wanted to hurt himself or I stopped the people who bullied him. But I can be there for him now. And he needs me.

I can't sleep.

I look down and see Michael. He looks so peaceful and cute . I kiss his forehead.

"I love you Mikey." I whisper.

I really love him, but I don't think he'll ever know. I think he just wants me as a friend and I don't want to ruin this friendship, he needs it.

And I close by eyes and try to fall asleep.

Michael POV.

I feel safe, with Luke I feel safe. I feel lips on my forehead, Luke's beautiful lips.

"I love you Mikey." I hear Luke whisper.

I want to smile so badly, but then Luke will know I'm awake. I wish he meant it. But he could never love me, not like I love him. I feel tears coming up again. I don't want to cry, not again. I just want to be happy, I need to be happy. I don't only hurt myself but I also hurt the ones I love, and that is way worse than hurting myself.

I open my eyes slowly and look at Luke, he sleeps.

"I love you too Lukey, more than you'll ever know." I whisper and smile at him, even though he can't hear or see me.

When I wake up I see that the sun is shining, so I grab my phone. It's 7.15 am. I walk downstairs and decide to make breakfast. I try to make pancakes but they burn a little, at least I tried, I make toast with Vegemite, I don't know what Luke likes and I make coffee. When I'm in Luke's room again I put the plates and the cups down and walk over to him.

"Goodmorning Lukey, I made you breakfast. And I feel much better today I want to go to school, we have music lesson today and we have to write a song with the boys." I say and I slightly shake him to wake him up.

"hmm okay then. I'm hungry give me the fooood. " Luke says and smiles at me.

He sits up and I sit down next to him with the plates and the cups and hand him the ones I made for him. We eat in silence, a comfortable silence.

After breakfast Luke and I both get ready for school. I borrow black skinny jeans and a hoodie from from Luke, to cover up the scars . And we walk to school.

Luke and I walk to the first class we have which is music, when we're in the classroom we see Ashton and Calum.

"Hey, time to write a song." Ashton says and gives me a smile, he quickly looks at my wrist and gives me a sweet smile, like he knows everything. I quickly pull my sleeve further down and look at the ground, I hope he didn't see anything.

"Yes,  I have a couple ideas." Calum says.

We write down a couple ideas and try some out, the best idea we have is a song called 'try hard'. It's a cool song maybe it will work out.

We leave the class because it's lunchtime. Luke and Calum are getting us food so it's just me and Ashton now.

"So how are you" Ashton says.

"I'm fine, you?" I say.

"You can be honest with me you know. You're kinda in the band now."

"What do you mean?"

"I know what you're going trough, maybe not whatever it is what you're going trough. But the way you're handling it isn't going to help you."

"You don't know anything! And I really don't need your advice. I'm fine! I have to go to the bathroom."

I get up and walk away. What the hell does he think?! He doesn't know me at all. I want to handle things my way. I don't need any advice! I try to convince myself.
I lean against a wall and try to get calmer.

"Mikey what are you doing here? I couldn't find you. What's going on?" Luke says and walks to me.

"Nothing, it's okay. I needed to think." I say. Luke nods and we walk to our table. I'm glad he didn't ask further.

The rest of the lunch break went relaxed. We laughed a bit and talked. But I'm still trying to resist eye contact with Ashton.

"Sooo, are we going to do another cover?" Calum asked.

"Yeah I think so, we all have no class the next hour, do we?" Ashton says.

We all nod. Calum and Luke decide to get the instruments from the music classroom and that leaves me and Ashton, again. I look at the ground, and everyone is going to their classes.

"Michael it's going to be alright you know?"

"Why do you keep trying to talk to me I don't want that, you don't even know what you're talking about Ashton. "

"Yes I do." Ashton says with a calm voice. He lifts his sleeves a bit up and takes a couple bracelets off. I see scares, old ones but they we're deep.

"I..I'm sorry I didn't know." I say.

"It's okay Michael. But you just have to believe in yourself, you're stronger than you think you are. I'm four months clean and I feel so good I'm happy. You just need someone to fight for and music, music helps a lot. At least with me, I know we're not the same but you can do this."

He's right I have to do this for Luke, he's means so much to me.
The talk I had with Ashton really helped me, he went trough the same thing as me and talking about it with someone who knows what they're really talking about feels good.

We made a cover of I Miss You by Blink182.
It was fun. I walk home alone because Luke had to do something. When I'm home I grab my songwriting book and my guitar and start playing some tunes. When I finally have a good tune and a a couple lyrics I write them down. I keep writing, and I forget everything it feels good again. Songwriting really helps. When I'm done I play it, it's a pretty good song even if I say it myself. It's called The Only Reason.

Hope u liked it xxxx-L.