Inhumanly Handsome {Muke/Cashton}

Michael, is this hurting you?

AN/ OK so first of, the Steel Panther Cncert was amazeballs and I had such a great time! The appartment my mom and I rented was legit across from the venue and from our balcony I could look into their changing rooms, which is sort of Creepy and I didn't go al Michael (in this story) on them I closed my curtains ok!! I'm in a happy mood because rn like 3 or 4 different people have this in their reading list and are commenting and I LOVE al your comments! I'm doing something new too so read the AN at the bottom and I'm sorry for how this chapter ends but you have to just keep calm and there's more chapters :p

Michael pov

“What the hell man?” Calum asks as he walks down the stairs, rubbing the back of his head.

“Might have cracked your skull, sorry.” I reply, handing him some omelets.

“It’s all good.” He replies with a chuckle.

“How long was I out?” He asks me, I shrug and look at the clock.

“2 days, we should head to school soon.” I tell him, his eyes widen and then he glares at me.

“2 days Michael!” He yells at me, astounded I guess.

“I called in sick for you, I went though.” I tell him.

“How are they?” He asks me.

“You’ll see for yourself, don’t make me explain it.” I tell him, I was feeling itchy and on edge.

“Michael are you ok?” Calum asks me.

“Haven’t drank in 2 days.” I admit to him, I felt the thirst and the hunger, it took me all I had not to go wild in school. People commented on how pained I looked, some people saying Luke and Brady broke up and I was in love with Luke but Luke didn’t want me, so both of us were going through a heartbreak. I didn’t try to hide the pain I was going through, not only for the loss of Luke because my heart could no longer break, it couldn’t feel that feeling. My attraction to Luke was pure chemical because my heart didn’t feel, it didn’t beat faster when he touched me, it didn’t slow down when my lips were on his. My heart did nothing, it didn’t beat, not for Luke, not for anybody.

I looked up as Calum turned me to face him, exposing his neck to me.

“No, this is what got us into this mess in the first place.” I tell him, gently pushing him off.

“Michael! Don’t do this, I don’t want to see you go insane.” Calum says, he then reluctantly grabbed a glass and filled it for me. I drank and then drank the next glass he gave me too, he filled a third glass, that I gulped down before thanking him. He sucked on his wrist and then nodded at me, this is how Cal and I worked, both saving each other.

As we got to school, people stared at Calum, there were rumors that he’d left or committed suicide, I heard every rumor and never told people the truth, because I couldn’t interact with people, not with my hunger.

I saw Luke at his locker, his skin paler, his eyes duller, the blue bags under his eyes more visible. His hair was no longer in it’s quiff, it just hung down because he’d obviously not taken any time to fix himself up. He was wearing sweats and a baggy jumper, nothing like himself but he still looked so beautiful to me.

“Michael.” Calum whispered to me, I shrugged, letting him know I heard him but I wasn’t going to answer.

“He looks like a right mess.” Calum continued, I didn’t know if he was talking about Luke or Ashton, Ashton looked basically the same as Luke, his hair wasn’t brushed, his eyes looked lifeless and dull, the bags under them more visible due to his glasses. Both looked like they hadn’t slept in days, Ashton also in sweats and a baggy jumper.

“You still look at him like he’s the most beautiful thing in the world.” Calum states.

“Because he is.” I admit, I look over at Calum, seeing his eyes gloss over. I push him to our lockers and ignore the stares of people. I will myself not to start crying again, because it’s noticeable if I cry, Calum can still hide it just a little.

During lunch Calum and I sat at a different table, looking over at the two broken boys. Guilt filled me up every time I saw them, every time I watched them both ignore their lunch and throw it away as soon as the bell rang. Every time guilt washed over me as I saw Luke tumble and Ashton holding him up, and every time I saw the bruise on the side of Luke’s head, fractured skull.

“They seem so weak, so so lifeless. Like the blood won’t even stream through their veins any longer.” Calum muttered, I nodded because I knew what they looked like, they looked like me. Only they were still hurting, their hearts being broken, their feelings hurt. It wasn’t just chemicals in the brain or them or for Calum. It was way more than that, something more that we could have prevented, I could have prevented.

After classes we drove home in silence, we drove past the two boys walking home, hand in hand and it hurt. It made my stomach churn and if I could throw up I would have.

“You look sick, like I’m being serious, I’ve never seen you so pale.” Calum says, he stopped the car just to look at me. I looked down and played with my fingers.

“Michael, is this hurting you?” Calum asks me, I look up to see Luke and Ashton looking right at me, and right there and then, I threw up. Blood going everywhere, because no I didn’t eat, but I drank.

“Michael!” I heard his voice, it was hoarse but full of panic yet still so beautiful, Luke sounds amazing every which way. Throwing up blood was never a good thing, Calum was way out of it as he stared at me, I tried to clean it up. I did, I tried.

“DRIVE!” I yelled at Calum, he stepped on the gas, and we drove of leaving a worried looking Luke and a sick looking Ashton behind.

“What the fuck Michael! You can throw up! Like what even, I didn’t know this. Did you know it?” Calum asks me as we clean up the truck.

“I didn’t know.” I reply, he sighed and hugged me.

“You’re warm.” Calum tells me, making me chuckle.

“Michael, why didn’t you tell me you needed more! Get inside!” Calum hissed, he pushed me inside and only then did I see the smoke coming off of my body.

“I can’t feel it, I can’t feel a thing.” I admit to Calum, right before he leans down to me and I attach my lips to his neck.

“Are you ok now Mickey?” Calum asks me, he looks so serious so I shake my head.

“I can’t feel a thing Calum, like my mind won’t connect to the rest of my body. All that’s on my mind is his gorgeous blue eyes and how I’ve pulled the color out of them.” I tell him, I wrap my arms around him and he wraps his around me.

“You never meant to hurt him like you did Michael, I know you never meant it.” Calum whispers, he ran his hands up and down my back soothingly.

“Let’s pack, it’s time we move on. Maybe they’ll get better if they don’t see us around.” Calum says, he grabs my hand and pulls me upstairs, so we start packing our things, loading them into the truck in the middle of the night.

We then both walk up to our starstruck lovers houses, pushing a letter through both of the mail boxes. Nothing to explain what’s going on, nothing to let them know where we were going, just a note saying we were gone.

AN/ I repeat I am so sorry! So Luke and Ashton are in a downer, Michael can apparently throw up and Calum things it's time to move on.

The new thing I'm doing is because a character ask is just too much to randomly think up questions on the spot, I'm just letting you ask whatever you want in a comment. You have a question for ANY character, if it's about the chapter or not you just ask using a #AskMichael (for example if your question is for Michael), do understand that for the sake of the story I CANNOT answer all the questions and I also do #HonestAnswers for if you're confused. 

ALSO if I don't put #HonestAnswers then I suggest you don't trust what I say about the story, or you trust it because it might be an honest answer and I'm just messing with you. It's like a 50/50 chance the answer is real or just to confuse you!! 

PS. My 21st BDAY is LEGIT A WEEK AWAY!!! WHY CAN'T I JUST GET MICHAEL TO FOLLOW ME ALREADY!!!