Fall For You ~Muke Clemmings~

Chapter 11

The next morning I walk into school, dreading what would happen. I am not sure if the thing with Michael was a practical joke or not. But he kissed me. That is what confuses me. He did not need to kiss me but he did.

"Hey Luke." Michael smiles.

"Hey." I reply, not knowing what else to say really.

"So you got gay boy to date you, eh?" Calum says, coming up behind Michael, Ashton following him as well.

My heart drops.

He kissed me. He promised. "We're not dating." I say.

"Don't you just adore being recorded?" Calum asks me.

"You didn't." I say to Michael.

He smiles, his teeth showing and all. He was proud. "What's wrong, gay boy? Can't handle the truth?"

"The truth about what?" I ask him, my voice cracking. I have a lump in my throat, and tears were filling my eyes.

"That you're a fag. That nobody will ever like you." He replies.

I imagine shoving him, or punching him. But I just stand there, like a goddamn moron. He got it. He got me to say yes to being his boyfriend. Why am I so stupid?

"Fuck you." I say to the three of them and run down the main hallway, up the stairs to the math wing. I take a right and open the door into the bathroom. Thankfully, nobody was in there.

I start crying, tugging at my short hair. It was still damp from my shower this morning. I didn't bother to spike it up this morning either, so it was slightly falling down into my face.

I look in the mirror and see my pathetic face. It was red, and I looked just awful. Then, the light goes off. I gasp and look around, bewildered. "Ah, Luke." I hear Michael's voice. "This is going to be so good." He said.

The light turns back on, and I hear something lock. I am guessing the door. He walks around the corner. "I fucking hate you." I say to him, still crying. I didn't want to swear at him, I wanted to just fall and let him do whatever he planned.

"Calum and Ashton put an 'Out Of Order' sign on the outside of the door. We won't be bothered." He tells me. He drops his bag on the ground, and cracks his knuckles. He doesn't make a move towards me though.

"Come on then, if you're going to beat me up." I say to him, trying to act as if I wasn't as hurt as I was by him.

He takes a couple of steps towards me and I back up to the wall, wishing it wasn't there. Wishing I could just disappear.

"I am not going to beat you up. I am not really in the mood for it, ya know? I still feel dirty from kissing you the other day. I puked when I got home. You make me so nauseous." He tells me.

I start to cry once again. "Why did you do this, Michael? What's the point?" I ask him between my sobs of hurt.

"I got money! I don't care about your feelings, I hope you know. I care more about money, and how others think of me. They think I am so damn amazing for playing with you like that. Everyone." He tells me.

I close my eyes, and clench my fist. Before I could stop myself, I punch him. I have shoved him, but I have never punched him. I have never punched anyone. It was out of pure rage, and directly to the jaw. He falls, holding his mouth. He was bleeding.

My breathing starts to hitch and I run past him and unlock the bathroom door. I see Ashton and Calum and I just run. They looked confused for a moment, but go into the bathroom.

They were going to be after me soon.

I do not know why I do this. Everybody here hates me. I do not know why I allow myself to feed into their game. I just keep running, and everyone was making jokes about it as I went past them. I go into my first class for the day, even though the bell wasn't going to be ringing for a while.

Teachers don't care about it.

If they saw a student being beat, they would just say stop. If they didn't they wouldn't do anything more because they do not feel as if it is their place to do so. It is a fucked up system. So if I showed up crying, they would act casual.

But thankfully, my teacher wasn't in the classroom. I place my bag on my chair.

I leave the room, looking both ways down the hall before doing so.

"Hey! Gay boy!" I hear.

I turn around and see Calum and Ashton heading towards me. "I don't know what you did or said to Michael. I really don't." Calum says, pushing me up against a nearby wall.

I just stare blankly at him, not knowing what he meant. "You somehow got him to sympathise you, and feel bad for you. What did you do?" Ashton asks.

"I thought he hated me." I reply.

Calum released his grip. "Do something about him, and soon." He warns. I just nod and they walk away from me.

He didn't beat me up. That is the first time in a while.

I should reveal what he did. "Calum, Ashton." I stop them.

"What?" Calum responds.

"Michael kissed me. A few times. I am not sure if that plays a role in it, but I thought I should tell you." I say to them. I want Michael to be exposed. He kissed me when he did not have to.

And they looked shocked. Horrified, actually.

They do not say anything to me, as they just turn back around and keep going down the hall.

At that moment, I felt proud of myself, in a way.