Punk, more or less

The other side of me

Luke woke up and got dressed, sighing as he pulled the uncomfortable skinny jeans up his long legs, he felt restricted as he wore them but he had an image to uphold. He looked at his phone and frowned because there wasn’t a new message but he hoped after he posted a picture tonight that he’d be getting messages again. He felt a slight blush creep up onto his face as he thought about last night.

“Bye mom!” Luke yelled as he ran out of the house, grabbing a waffle because he was late, he needed to quiff up his hair and put his lipring back in.

Luke walked to school, which was easy and fast because he had long legs and thus took big steps and with Blink182 playing on his phone he picked up his pace.

Luke caught sight of Michael, who was timidly smiling at his phone. Luke scoffed because damn he dislikes Michael. He doesn’t know why but Michael is just always in his way and always gets on his nerves. Like how he’s smiling at his phone, probably reading some dork tweet about something or whatever. Michael put his phone away and Luke smirked, pushing him because he knows how it feels to crack your screen so he’d never do that to another person.

Michael hissed and grabbed his shoulder, Luke smirked.

“What’s with that stupid smile faggot? Finally got a boyfriend? Is it an online things because who’d date your ugly ass.” Luke says, smiling evilly, he really shouldn’t be calling Michael names like that.

Michael didn’t reply, like always so Luke scoffed and walked to his locker.

When during lunch he saw Michael putting his things in his locker, Luke walked up and slammed the locker shut, getting the attention from everybody around. See if nobody was around he’d leave it at that but now people were looking to so Luke had to go on.

“In my way again Clifford.” Luke hissed at the lad, he pushed Michael out of his way and into the locker. Michael huffed which made Luke angry because huffing means attitude.

“Did you just huff at me?” Luke asks, pushing Michael harder against the locker, Michael hissed at the pain and Luke smirked.

“I’ll see you after class, Clifford.” Luke says, he pulls Michael away from the locker and then slams him back into it. The short red haired (with black bits) lad groaned and then sank to the floor, holding his hands to the back of his head as he curled up into a ball. Luke smirked triumphantly but then he swore because he’d have to hurry up the daily beating to get back home.

Luke eventually rushed home, giving Michael the usual after school, it was like routine but now Luke had something more to look forward too when he got home. Not only could he get out of these horrendous skinny jeans but he could message PunkAssBitch some more. Luke had spent most of his class hours deciding on what to wear, the guy asked him to take a sexy picture, he needed a sexy outfit.

Luke was greeted by his mom when he got home, he hugged her and said he was going to get changed. She told him to be downstairs within half an hour for his dinner.

After spending half an hour on looking for the perfect outfit, Luke sighed when he walked downstairs, just in a big sweater and boxers.

“Is that what you’re wearing?” His mom asked him, Luke shook his head.

“I’ve only just picked out my outfit.” Luke replies with a blush, his mom nodded and then let him leave the table right when he was done so he could get dressed. Liz loved Luke so much and she’s happy he’s happy and even if it’s only for those few hours in the evenings she was happy that Luke was smiling and he loved the way he looked.

Luke went into his room and looked at his phone, PunkAssBitch had posted a new picture. Luke nervously bit his lip as he opened the app to look at it. His breath hitched as he looked at it, the picture showed the guy, lying on his couch, the picture started at the guys’ shoulders and when down, one of his long pale legs stretched out, the other knee bent, he was holding a game console controller and that made Luke frown. Who had been making these pictures of him? 

Luke looked at the caption: ‘Game night with the bae!’

Tears welled up in Luke’s eyes, of course he had a boyfriend! Why was Luke so stupid, but why was he flirting with him then? Oh gosh, what if he was using Luke to get his mind off of his boyfriend. WAS IT EVEN A BOYFRIEND? What if he liked that picture as a bet?

With trembling hands Luke opened the message that had just shown up, he didn’t really want to read it but he figured he’d tell this guy that he’s on to him and he can fuck off.

AN/ Luke, why are you such a two faced Ahole? Michael, aww you ok baby??? 

Who is 'the bae'? And why is Luke upset about it? Do you think Luke will tell Michael to fuck off??