Journals - Muke

3.9

i walked downstairs with my duffel bag and everything i needed. "niall, i'm going go live with some friends, okay?"

niall quickly rushed to me and hoped i would hug him, but i didn't. "friends? i'm your only friend, michael."

"this guy took me in after i spent an entire night in the cold at the park! and he's married, with another guy, so if you don't mind, please get out of my way!"

niall didn't budge whatsoever, and luke was right behind him, biting on his lip ring.

"niall, please, let me go! if not, i'll tell luke."

niall gasped loudly and glared at me, "you wouldn't dare!"

luke looked at me with a confused face, doing the foot thing he usually does in photos, "uh, tell me what?"

i shoved past niall while he tried to explain to luke about what i said. with a foot outside the door, i gladly yelled, "the journal is mine."

and with that, i ran out of the apartment and towards harry's car. i looked back to a luke with his mouth open, and niall with a red face.

i knew i was screwed, but he deserved it.