Not Who You Said - Muke

Chapter Eight

Luke's Point Of View

Scrolling through my Postit I can't help but let my mind wander over the conversation Michael and me had the night before on the phone.

Flashback

"Michael?" I whisper my voice cracking at the end showing my nervousness to be speaking to him.

"hey Lucas" he says in his raspy voice.

"I'm sorry I hung up on you..it's just. You're-"

"I know Luke. It's fine," he says chuckling at the end making a hot blush come over my face.

"The fans found your hidden Postit.." I whisper trailing off.

"yeah I know. I deactivated it, but don't worry. I'll follow you on twitter how about?" He says his voice slightly hopeful.

I nod before rolling my eyes at myself. He can't see me. "okay Michael" I whisper picking at the strings attached to my pink silky pj bottoms smiling slightly.

"You sound shy."

I giggle slightly, covering my mouth with my hand, my sweater paw tickling my nose.

"I heard that giggle Lucas." Michael laughs as someone in the background cooes.

"Michael he sounds so adorable." The voice says.

"He is calum." Michael says to the boy, Calum, making my giggle once again.

"I'm not adorable. I'm manly." I say, pouting even though neither or them saw me.

Then almost like he read my mind, the silence on michael's end stops.

"Luke. Do you want to Skype with me tomorrow." He asks his voice once again hopeful.

"Okay Michael" I whisper biting my lip to stop a yawn from escaping but failing, an annoyingly and embarrassing girly kitten yawn coming out.

Laughter on michael's side of the phone makes me blush harder remembering he had me on speaker.

"That was fûcking adorable." Calum's voice says again as Michael shushes him.

"Lucas, go to sleep. I'll call you tomorrow on Skype around 3."

"Okay Michael goodnight." I whisper as I feel my eyes droop.

"Goodnight babyboy." Michael voice rings in my head as my eyes close before I end the phone call.

End of flashback.