Stage Lover - Muke

Epilogue

Luke

6 years later

Ashton apparently had been diagnosed with schizophrenia and bipolarity 3 years before the incident, the people on the hospital told me he had been doing therapy for it when he escaped, he also talked a lot about me too, he said that he'd find me someday and everything would be like before.

I didn't know that, no one did, not even Calum who's life was a lot more messed up than I thought; he got kicked out of his house when Ashton found him, he thought he was nice and caring. When Ashton found out he was a dancer, convinced him to help him with his "plan" and Calum was so in love with him he couldn't say no. Now he's on jail, 8 years for attempted murder

Ashton tricked us all, it wasn't his fault, it was mine, I hurted him without knowing what was going inside of his head, and now he's gone. I reminded me that on his funeral, I saw his parents crying on his grave, I just stood there as the coffin closed and he was buried on the ground

Michael stood beside me all the time, holding my hand, I felt like he was expecting me to cry but I didn't, I was relieved that everything was over, at the end Ashton is in a better place now...

I joined the London Ballet Company and I'm doing good, we've traveled around the world recreating famous choreographs and new ones created by new talented artists

And Michael well... Knock knock

"It's open" I said turning back to the door as it opened, revealing the green eyed boy with bleached blonde hair *here Mikey is like 26 so I'm being too optimistic with him having any hair* holding in his arms a black haired baby boy with big green eyes

"Hi.." Michael slurred waving Harry's little hand "Someone wanted to visit Dadda at work"

"Hi Hazza" I smiled taking the one year old baby in my arms. Harry giggled as I moved a hair out of his face (And yes, he's called Harry because he looks like Harry Potter) "Missed Dadda? Is Daddy eating your food again?"

"Da-da" Harry mumbled placing a wet kiss on my cheek

"See, he loves me better" I sticked my tounge at Michael, highfiving my son in the process; Harry hadn't said Daddy yet and I loved making fun of Michael because of that

"Nooo" Mikey pouted, kneeling down to Harry's level "Say Daddy, say it and I'll buy you a car when you're 16"

"Michael!" I laughed "You can't bribe him with that!"

"I can and I wi-Ouch!" He was stopped by Harry's hand slapping his face

"Hazza!" I stopped him from hitting Michael but I couldn't help laughing "Don't hit Daddy!"

"Da-ddy" He giggled and I swear Michael had a fangirl moment inside of his mind

"HE SAID IT" Michael took the baby from my arms and started jumping around, muttering tons of "I love you's" And  making Harry giggle

"Wait" He suddenly stopped "Does this means I owe him a car?"

The frigging and beautiful end

MUKE AS PARENTS ARE LIFE. PERIOD.

So, my beautiful baes this is the end. Thanks for your votes and comments they make my life a bit less shitty

I love you all so fucking much, if you miss me go read my other stories *wink wink*

BYEEEEE

Annie♥