disconnected (muke) (Boyxboy)

quince

(5-24-15)

"Luke, sweetheart, you have to come out sometime." Luke's mum spoke from outside his door. "No. I don't want to. Michael hates me!" Luke shouted, voice breaking on Michael's name.

"No, sweetie, I'm sure Michael doesn't hate you." She tried comforting him. "No mom, you don't get it. You didn't see his face when he slammed the door in my face. I broke his nephew's arm for Christ' sake! He's disgusted by me!" Luke's voice broke, and he started sobbing.

Liz finally gave up, walking away from his door to let him cry in peace. Luke, still crying, went and got his laptop. He went on his twitter, @hemmo1996 , and scrolled through his timeline. He saw loads of girls trying to get Niall Horan to follow them, as he was doing a follow spree.

He went to Niall's twitter and clicked the follow button, and kept scrolling. A minute later, he got a notification that @NiallOfficial followed him. His notifications tab was immediately flooded with girls and guys alike trying to get him to tell Niall to follow them. He gained a couple hundred followers, all for the same reason. Niall.

Eventually he got tired of twitter and switched over to his Instagram, @luke_is_a_penguin and posted a selfie with the caption 'niall horan followed me on twitter, how's your day going.' He got maybe two likes on the picture, so he decided he was done on Instagram.

He logged into his tumblr and scrolled down, occasionally reblogging or liking a post. He pulled up another tab and went to YouTube, listening to All Time Low and A Day To Remember. Luke eventually pulled his phone out, creating a new message to Michael.

from: luke
do you hate me?

to: luke
yes.

(i went lowkey sherlock my b)
((my sweet sixteen was last night))
(((i turned up hella hard)))