Michaels bones shook with anger. He couldn't breath right. Everything in his being was screaming "I fucking hate Luke". He tightly gripped his phone while he texted Luke.
The words 'i didn't realize how fake you were' illuminated the screen. Quickly Michael pressed send. He was beyond angry. He lacked the vocabulary to explain his emotions in that very moment. All he knew was that he was filled with anxiety, anger, regret and sadness._______
Luke read the words. He read them over and over. He sat there in his room. His chest felt empty and his eyes stung with tears. He could feel his heart thump so hard in his chest. His breathing was quick. Luke was having a anxiety attack. He couldn't believe that the boy he was falling in love with called him fake.
Tears flowed so freely. Sliding off his cheeks down to his lap.
Luke dialed Michael's and it rang 3 times before he picked up."Michael, I'm so sorry" Luke spat out. "Please please please don't leave" He cried. His voice was shaky and was begging for forgiveness.
"You brought this upon your fucking self" Michael blurted out harshly.
"I need you in my life, please don't leave" Luke could hold it in any longer. "Everyone always leaves! Michael I can't loose you, I'm so sorry"
"Bye Luke" He said and then all Luke could hear was the on going dial tone.
Luke had officially lost it.
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(A/N)
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Lucid {m u k e} on hold
Fanfictionlu·cidˈlo͞osəd/adjective1.expressed clearly; easy to understand. Michael needed Luke and Luke needed Michael and thats lucid