Beside You

Two

Luke's POV
"Your such an idiot Luke, and your hair is messed up." he shouted at me, "w-well I...I don't like your's either" I retored back trying not to fall over my words, my eyes tingling as I begged them not to cry. But they all just laughed at me. "Why do you spend all your time playing your stupid guitar, your crap at it anyway" he spat the words at me like I was dirt on the ground. Next he hit me hard across my face, it stung like hell. Tears fell from my eyes and ran down my face whilst my hand clutched my stining face.
"Luke wake up" I was awakened by what seemed a rather concerned Michael. "are you okay?" Michael said with genuine concern in his voice, "yeah yeah just a nightmare y'know..." I replied still shaken from the dream. "You were crying in your sleep" Michael said grabbing a tissue and handing it to me to wipe my tears. He climbed into my bed next to me and put his arms around me to comfort me. These terrible dreams weren't unusual, normally about those boys from school..... "Was it the same dream?" he whispered into my ear as I snuggled into his warm body. I nodded in reply trying to forget the dream and stop it from tormenting me. My heart was beating so fast I thought Michael must be hearing it. "The people at school were dicks and you know it's not true What they said" he said pausing before carrying on "your amazing at playing the guitar and singing and if your weren't you wouldn't be on a headline arena tour right now, and as for your hair it's practically world famous for being so good" he ran his hand through my slightly quiffed hair. "I guess,"
"No Luke. Don't guess. I swear it" I turned away. Michael's gentle hand touched my face, pulling my chin to him. I opened my mouth to speak but Michael put his finger on my lips. He kissed me gently and every thing just went away. It all just dissapeared