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Hi guys :) i know this update took like 3000 years but ay... better now than like never right? Thank you guys for being so supportive ^3^

i do kind of feel freaked out about the fact that i made Daryl like date Liz. ITS DISGUSTING BUT JUST IGNORE THE REAL WORLD OKAY THIS IS FICTION
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>>> Lukes pov

"Luke wakey-wakey!" Michael yelled. I opend my eyes to see a Michael jumping around on my bed in a oversized shirt that fell over his boxers wich looked cute as fuck on him.

  "Look out Michael, don't jump on m- owww"

Michael looked at me and started laughing . "Stop laughing bitch" I said in my thick morning voice while rolling up my pajama pants. There was a bruise forming on my knee.

   "Awwh, sorry babes." Michael chuckled. "But, look at it in a good way, you're awake for breakfast now! Meet you downstairs asshole" He jumped off my bed, and walked out of our shared room.

I sigh and look at my phone for  messages . There was a message that my eyes focused on, and i clicked on it as fast as i could.

Alex Gasfart
Dude? how is Washington? why didn't you text  me when you arrived bro :(. 

Lukey
I'm sorry that i didn't text you.. :( its like all so weird having a brother and that kind of shit. there is like already drama.

Alex Gasfart
FOR REAL DOES YOUR MUMS BOYFRIEND TREAT YOU LIKE SHIT? BC I WILL FLY OVER IN LIKE 3 SECONDS, I WILL BE THERE! FOR REAL BRO

I smiled at the text and memories flooded back. Alex was the first one to know about my dad abusing me. Since then he behaved as my bodyguard. You could really say he was my best friend, and i didn't even text him when i arrived in Washington, and he doesn't even seem mad at me for it. i should treat him better, you can't find a friend like him so easily.

Lukey
no, dont worry, its just there is this house in our neighborhood and there are rumors going around that he did some real bad things. And he also goes to our school. I'm scared as fuck dude.

Alex Gasfart
Ow, thank god i can breathe again. But for real? like a Neighborhood bad boy? Don't be a pussy about it. He wouldn't hurt you if you dont talk to him..

Lukey
I guess your right. but i need to go 4real i'm hungry as fuck and i need breakfast! :(( Bye Gasfart!

Alex Gasfart
FUCK YOU LUCAS xx LY

i chuckled at the last text and answered with a 'xoxoxoxox lyt babyboyyy' We sometimes act like a couple, like kind of gay, but he actually has a girlfriend and he's not that hot (A/N excuse your ass hemmings?) so who cares.i threw my phone on my bed, and got dressed in my favourite SWS shirt and a black skinny jeans. i looked at my hair and sighed. I took my grey beanie and put it over my blond hair. I tryed to style the front of my quiff but i kind of failed, and i ended up with a half quiff, but i was okay  with it for now. I walked into the bathroom, washed my face and walked downstairs.

I look around the house with a confused look on my face, why don't i smell eggs? Or pancakes?

When i walked into the kitchen it all made sense to me. everybody was sitting at the kitchen table waiting for me. "where is the food?"(me) i asked.

  "So Luke, i need to tell you something.." Michael said in a serious tone.

"Whats wrong?" i asked getting a bit freaked out.

"I woke you up so you could like.. make food?" he said his voice going higher at the end making it a question. I sighed, walked in to the kitchen and opend up a pancake mix that was set on the counter. "yay! thanks Lukey" Michael squealed.

"I like them more with banana!" Daryl screamed. My mom looked at him in shock.

"What?! oh my god no! Luke we need blueberries in our pancakes." she said over dramatically.

"You guys are getting regular pancakes, with butter and syrup. And you are gonna eat it like my bitches." i said. i took a pan and a spatula, i made the mix and dropped some of it in the pan.

"smile for me honey, this is so going on Facebook!" my mom said. i took a pose for my mom, so she could be like 'Oh my god my son is making us pancakes look at his cute face' (A/N:the photo was for this hihi)

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"So how did it taste?" i asked everyone.

  "I didn't really enjoy the banana, i could hardly taste it." Daryl said with a smirk on his face.

"Wow, dad, no,stop your so not funny right now." Michael said pinching the bridge of his nose. Liz slapped the back of his head.

  "You are all silly boys! Luke your pancakes are amazing, Daryl stop using old people humor and Michael be nice to your dad!" we all nodded and Daryl took all the plates to the dishwasher.

"say Luke, do you want to.. like uhm.. meet Calum and some of my friends? he asked blushing.

  "Oh dear, Mike are you crushing on someone?" Michael just nodded sheepishly and i started laughing.

"MICHAEL HAS A CRUSH ON CALUM! MICHAEL HAS A CRUSH ON CALUM!" i started to chant in the room. Michael tackled me on to the floor and held his hand on my mouth.

Me being the most childish person ever, licked his hand and he grimaced. "Luke thats disgusting!" Michael said with disbelief. Since my hair decided it was having a bad day, I left the grey beanie on and sprayed some deodorant on me. I put on my black vans and left my shared room.

"Lets go Michael" i walked down the stairs and took my leather jacket.

"Damn Luke took you only seven years" He stood up and also took his leather jacket.

"We're  leaving!" I screamed at our parents.

"Have fun boys!" My mum screamed back. Michael opened the door and held it for me. I rolled my eyes jokingly and walked to the car.

  "Are you ready to meet my friends? They are kind of weird you know."

   I looked at him and smiled "I'll fit right in then."

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So this update took very long.. sorry hihi. But i was like writing this on wednessday and yeah.. i stopped because i got a facebook alert. I cried so much! I miss zayn so much. I hope he comes back or starts solo or something bc his voice is amazing, and i just cant take this anymore for real.

But what do you think about Michael tricking Luke in to making breakfast?

And should i put in a little bit of muke? Of course it will end as lashton but i am muke af.
Lalala

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