luke's pov
i kissed my mom goodbye as i got a text from michael saying that he was on his way to pick me up to go to school. i hated school. even though i was a pretty good student, i still found it incredibly boring. like i don't even talk to anyone except michael. and all these girls are always all over me, its gross. honey i am as straight as larry stylinson. i don't like wear flower crowns or does girly or whatever, but i just find girls g.r.o.s.s.
only michael knows about me being gay, my mom doesn't even know... i am pretty sure i do a good job of hiding it. i am not ashamed, i am just not ready. to come out that is.
i heard a honk outside and i ran outside and jumped into michael's car only to come face-to-face with a whole box of pizza. "michael! why the hell do you have a whole box of pizza on your lap?!" i shouted as i giggled. yes i giggle. "i am hungry. got a problem? and shut up, its still early, no need to yell mate" michael said with a annoyed look on his face, but it was obvious that he was trying to hold in a laugh. i just shrugged and said "whatever floats your boat, but your boat won't float for long with all of that pizza..." he just grunted in response and kept chowing down his 5th slice.
we pulled up to the front school. ugh monday, i hated mondays. like i wish monday would just go die in a hole, i would gladly dig it. i swung open my door and smacked someone right in the stomach. "oh shit, i am so so so sorry! it was an accident! here, let me help you up." i jumped out of the car and looked down at the person to find him trembling on the ground whimpering something that i couldn't quite understand. "mate, i am so sorry." i reached my hand out towards him and he flinched away. why was he so scared of me? "i-i-its okay...im f-fine..." he whispered. i looked straight into his eyes and said in my most soothing voice "i am not going to hurt you. here, let me help you." he just looked away from my eyes and picked himself up off of the ground. "...no...i am o-okay. i am s-s-sorry, bye l-luke" he softly said, still looking at the ground. i just smiled at him and whispers one last "sorry" then he walked away and i lost him in the crowd if people. wait, how did he know my name?
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midnight meetings //cake hoodings//
Fanfictionit wasn't until i looked down at his wrists & into his eyes that i could tell that he needed someone, anyone. & i would do anything to make sure that the person was me.
