Cliché (MUKE)

Please don't hurt me.

I woke up the next morning to find Luke passed out next to me, he had drank all 6 of his bottles and even 2 of my beers were gone. He looked pale as he lay there, his mouth slightly agape and small snores leaving his lips.

"Luke?" I ask, shaking him lightly.

"Hmmm no, few more minutes." Luke mumbles.

"Luke babe, did you drink all those pink drinks, and some of my beers?" I asked him.

"Hmmm head hurts." Luke mumbles, he then stands up out of bed and rushes to the bathroom. I roll my eyes as he starts puking, I check the bottles he was drinking, those things had more alcohol than my beers!

"Luke babe you feeling ok?" I ask him, I walk into the bathroom and rub my hand up and down his back, handing him an aspirin and a glass of water.

"My head hurts Mickey." Luke mutters, he then widens his eyes and slaps his hand over his mouth seeing me tense up.

"I'm sorry, I didn't meant to." Luke quickly says, he tenses up and he looks so scared. I was so angry but when he leant over the toilet again, puking up more of his stomachs content I frowned and rubbed his back some more.

"It'll be better soon." I tell him.

"Please don't hurt me." Luke whispers.

"I'll never hurt you Penguin, just don't call me that again." I tell him, he nods quickly and stands up, he downs the aspirin and gulps down the water then he brushes his teeth and gargles mouthwash.

"I'm going for a walk."I tell him as soon as he lies down in bed, he looks at me hurt but he nods. I pull on some kakhi's my converse then a muscle tee, pulling out my sunglasses then heading for the door. On my way down I meet Cal.

"Luke might need some coffee or whatever, he's hungover." I tell Calum.

"Why are you telling me this, you're his boyfriend right?" Calum asks me, he sounds nervous.

"Yes I'm his boyfriend but right now I need to be alone." I tell him, he frowns at me and nods so I head out. I walk for what feels like ages and then I find a nice rock to sit on. I sit down and stare out into space, I hated being called Mickey, I hated the sounds of the nickname. I felt my fist clench as I thought about it, about the name and about who used to call me that.

I closed my eyes for what felt like just a few minutes but when I opened my eyes again it was dark out, and not just a bit.

"Fuck!" I yelled as I turned around, I tried navigating my way back to our cabin and after tripping at least 7 times I finally saw the light from one of the room. I walked up there, feeling exhausted from the long and hard walk back.

"Michael! Where the fuck have you been?" Ben yells at me as soon as I walk in the door.

"Out for a walk, where's Luke?" I asked.

"Up in bed, he's been freaking out all day! What happened?" Ben asks.

"He called me that name that I dislike being called, I didn't get angry because he was hungover but I needed to just clear my mind." I tell him.

"Ow well then he's up in your room. He's been worried." Ben tells me, I nod and head up to my room. When I walk in Luke looks at me he had tears in his eyes and he looked like he wanted to jump me but he just pulled the cover more over him and he looked like a frightened little puppy.

"I'm sorry for leaving this morning, you didn't feel good and I was supposed to be here for you. I'm a bad boyfriend." I tell him, I walk over to the bed slowly, not wanting to scare Luke. I knew he was scared of my outbursts and I could tell he was frightened right now.

"No I'm sorry, I shouldn't off said that. It just slipped and my mind was fuzzy and I felt sick and I just I blurted it out and I'm so sorry, I'm the bad boyfriend here." Luke says, he moves the covers so I kick of my converse and climb into bed with him.

"The only thing you did as a bad boyfriend was drink my beers, and get a bit tipsy when I wasn't watching over you. Don't drink without me." I tell him, he nods and he throws himself at me as I open my arms for him. I get pushed down onto the bed by the force he used, he nuzzled his face in my neck and entwined his legs with mine. I place my hands flat on his back and rub up and down gently.

"My dad used to call me that. He was abusive and hit my mother but only on occasions you know, he was the perfect dad on days and on others he just, as  kid I felt like he was 2 different people. I watched him beat up my mom and then the next day he was taking care of her cuts and bruises. My mom only called the cops on him when I was 7 and he touched me inappropriately, calling me that while he was doing things to me, telling me how pretty he thought I was. When he found out that my mom called the cops he ran away. When I was 19 we got a call saying my dad had been locked away in a mental institution for years, said money my dad brought had paid for it but now my dad ran out of money and they needed to be paid to keep him there and for his food and things. He's schizo apparently, 3 different personalities. I don't give him money, nor do I visit, he's not my dad he hasn't been since the first day he hit my mom." I explain to Luke, I was crying when I finished and I felt disgusted, Luke didn't say a word, he just held me tightly.

AN/ So Luke got drunk, he called Michael Mickey, Michael left and well now we know why Michael doesn't like to be called that... Yeah for the purpose of the story, Michael's dad is a bad guy... but it's ok, Michael is ok and Luke and Michael are ok........ FOR NOW!!! Should I do a double update now because the next chapter is REALLY short or should I do a double update tomorrow?

I'm having pizza! My mom thought it would be good for me because of all the throwing up I did yesterday :p JEEJ! Also class tomorrow EARLY, like the first 2 hours so I have to be up at 5.50, why am I telling you guys this :s Have a nice sunday!