Vinyl //Muke

Cave.

Luke pov.

His room was a mess. Clothes on the floor, cups on the dresser and papers littering his desk. There where posters of different bands hanging on his wall like Green Day and My chemical romance, pretty much bands that I never even heard of. His bed was covered in a black blanket that seemed thick but highly warm. But everything about his un organized room screamed Michael. And I loved that.

Slowly walking in he shut the door behind me and I took a seat at his desk.

"Why did you bring me here?" I asked, playing with my fingers that where painted a bright pink.

"Because school is boring and we both know that after what happened you weren't gonna wanna be there" he stated simply. I nodded agreeing with him. I didn't wanna be there and I don't ever wanna go back just to be the laughing stock of the school.

I continued to look around his room just to discover more and more bands that he liked and a few pictures of him and his mates.

"Luke?" He whispered. I averted my gaze over to the boy on the bed and gave him a questioning look.

"Yea?"

"Do you..um, do you wanna be friends?" He stumbled over his words, trying to find the right thing to say. I swear I could feel my heart start to beat faster as he looked nervous and almost vulnerable. Which is a totally different facade for Michael. He's the semi tough one who people don't fuck with and they know to stay out of his way. He's the one that doesn't take shit from anybody. But seeing this side of him made me feel special in a way. Made me feel like maybe im the only one that makes him like this, all nervous and stuff.

But being his friend? That's kind of nerve racking. What if he was put up to this? What if this was just a dare that his friends put him up to? What if-

"You don't have to if you don't want to, it was kind of a stupid idea anyway."

"Why would it be stupid? Because im a 'fag'?" I stood up quickly, suddenly feeling stupid for thinking that I might actually be able to have a friend besides Reagan and my fluffy purple pillow.

"No, Luke that's not wh-"

"Don't worry Michael. I had a feeling all of this was just a joke anyway" and with that I walked out the house.

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"Was his cave scary?" Reagan gushed and looked at me with interest.

"Cave?" I questioned, laughing at her term of Michaels room. I came here when it was time for work and she had already been here, stocking the shelves with new shipments that had arrived early this morning when Andrew was working. That boy never does anything but play his DS behind the counter. That's why he had the morning shift. Rarely does anybody come in here in the morning. Im glad im not here for it because in sure Andrew panics because he has no idea what he's doing when someone wants to purchase something. When I arrived she could tell that something was up so I told her. I mean she is the only one that I trust besides my mum and our cat sammy.

"Well the way you described it made it seem dark and gloomy. It makes since. He could secretly be batman for all we know."

"I swear to god R" I laughed and she bumped my shoulder and went back to work.

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