Static Sound (Muke)

nine

// nine // michael //

Luke and I swore to never tell anybody about what happened Saturday night. I'd never kissed anybody, but if I has to choose anyone to give my first to, Luke would be last on my list; however, I didn't mind the kiss. I don't regret it, I just wished that it would've gone down a bit differently.

He's petrified of going back home to Ashton, so I told him I'd be able to keep him in my room without my parents knowing. I was extremely scared for keeping him in my bedroom like a puppy I'm not suppose to have, but it was better then him getting more hurt. Lucky for him, there was a window right above my bed that I pulled a ladder up to for him to crawl down when he needed out to go to school or somewhere, he could easily escape without my parents catching him.

Ashton hasn't even come out of the house, we don't know if he wants Luke back or is afraid of him or what, but I'm hoping he can come over and get Luke soon because he's pissing me the fuck off, and it's barely been one day.

Yesterday he was cool, didn't really do anything but sleep on the fold out couch in my bedroom, but the moment he's woken up this morning was the moment I couldn't take it. It's not that he's loud or needy, he's just like a little kid that won't leave you alone. He follows me everywhere and does what I do, I don't get it.

Earlier today, my dad knocked on my door to talk to me. Luke had been reading a magazine on the couch and freaked out once he heard knocking. I told him to go into the closet but it was too late then, my dad had already pushed the door slightly open. Luckily, Luke decided to build a fort while I was gone earlier which was blocking the door and stopped it.

I took a blanket and threw it over Luke, just in time for my dad to fully open the door and walk in. For some reason my parents never wait for an answer when my door is shut, they just knock and come right in and pisses me the fuck off.

Trying to hide him, I jumped onto of Luke and sat on him as if he were the couch. He made a groaning noise but I hit his back with my fist to make him shut up.

"What are you doing in here, bud? Haven't seen you all day.." My dad takes a look around the room.

"Oh, you know, just hanging out in my room." I give him a cheesy smile.

"You built a fort?" He asks, confused.

I stutter to give him an answer, because he knows that never in a million years would I be smart enough to build a fort myself. "Well yeah, Dad. It's what all the cool kids are doing.." I tell him.

He nods, then starts heading out of my room. Before shutting the door and saying goodbye, Luke decides it's a great idea to sneeze-

TO FUCKING SNEEZE.

It shakes the couch and makes me loose my balance. Dad looks at me as if I had just offered him crack.

"Are you alright?" He says, examining my shocked face.

"Yeah, just allergies, ya know?" I grin once again, folding my arms.

"Okay," He says, finally shutting the door. The second Luke hears the door close he pushes me off of him, breathing harshly like there's no tomorrow.

"Holy shit, dude, what was that?! You couldn't have saved your sneeze for a split second later?!" I yell at him as he's now laying across the floor while dramatically hyperventilating.

"I'm sorry! But you should be apologising to me, you were crushing me with your ass!"

"What else was I supposed to do? Do you want my dad to see you here?"

He sits up and folds his arms. He gives me look like he's going to blow a fuse for a moment until he cracks a smile. "You're cute when your upset,"