𝐒𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 | punznap | Augest | completed

𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐞

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Luke after a few hours left to go home to, entering and sitting on his bed - his mind racing with what he and Nick did. He loved every secound of it and wanted more. That he knew but when he got a text from nick his mind stoped.

'My mom found me a girlfriend... they don't want us to hang out anymore.. but I want to'

Luke growled, 'alright cutie. Tomrrow I come get you again I'm kinda  locked up for the night'

He could hear his parents comeing so he put his phone down - and looked up at the doorframe seeing his dad.

"Son have you found yourself a lady with the hord on you?" Dad said, chuckling.

"Not really honstly I was gonna take a break for summer and try to find someone up to par with my standards next year" Luke lied, he found someone, he just may need to dress like  a girl.

"Well, this girl offered a large sum of money for you're hand" dad said, "and we couldn't say no so.."

"Youre fucking kidding" Luke growled, "you sold me to some whore"

"Now we don't call girls that nasty digtorgy term I know you're mad but that doesn't make it okay" mother scolded.

Luke groned and stood. He was taller then his parents he graved his car keys from his bedside cabinet.

"Where you think you're going young man" father said.

"For a walk? Clear my head I don't know"  Luke said annoyed, he was just told so fucking calm by the pepole who raised him that he had been boughten, "probably  for a  drive."

"Youre past cuefew" mother reminded me.

"So you want me to fester her pissed off?" Luke said in his pissed voice, pushing passed his deluted pea brains he calls his parents. "You always told me to walk or something when I'm mad I'm taking my Keyes incase I get locked out"

"That does make sense honey and we did tell him to" dad said.

"But his girlfriend will be here in 15 minutes he needs to be here" mother said.

"Tell her some other time damn" Luke says, "because she Mets me right now it'll be fucking bloody"

"Cristen boys don't cus" dad said as there tall blonde son stormed out.

He ran into the girl - very clearly spoiled with everything - he didn't even help her up as He got into his car.

Slaming the kyes in the instion and turning on the car  as his parents called for him back - spending through the nabourhood "what the fuck is wrong with them"

Soon a fimaler patch of grass was there.
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Smoke in the air, puffing out of a chest a chest only as numb as the next,  told by his own mom he was to marry a girl, he was payed out and praticly Broughton, sold by his mom to so spoiled rich girl, drenched in daddys money.

The male sighed sitting on the hood of his old beat up, Mazda it was his dad's before his dad gained a new car and passed it down to his son.

The son he hoped would be like him in every regard, the one who he'd hope with his pretty ocean eyes, blond hair he'd find a lady. But one underlining issue was.

The boy, knew he wasn't stright, knew it from the ripe age of eleven, the age when he met nick, a ravenernette one with the prettiest opel, and dark green eyes he'd ever see.

Both boys came from a strick family, one that was very, gay was wrong, gay wasn't right through both grew close, closer then just friends should be. And luke himself knew that.

Bestfriends don't look at echother and blush. Bestfriends don't tackle echother and scream childish love nicknames when seen. They don't hug.

God Luke hated to think nick as his bestfriend.

Or atlest that not what Luke and Nick wore tought, they wore told that was wrong to do with there own gender, even if there friends they could not hug or cuddle.

But who can stop a wild - complexed  mind, one who was so versatile, and out there in the decade they live in. The one that drove the two... to love a friend, more then  the ever should.
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A/n: were now at the glimpse of where the frist chapter started.