5sos boyxboy texts

Part 33

Michael and Luke loved each other more than they thought humanely possible. They spent every second of every day together and they never seemed to get bored of each other's company. They were meant to be.

Luke was the talker of the two. He was the one that answered the questions, the one that ordered their separate Starbucks orders, the one that asked for Michaels drinks at the bar. And that's how he liked it.

Michael stayed quiet, kept to himself and only told Luke his secrets. That was the only time he felt safe. When Luke was their, when Luke knew, or just Luke. Luke made him feel safe. That's all he needed.

Since Michael didn't talk much, he never really found it easy to express his feelings towards the other boy. He wanted to be able to say the things Luke could say, make Luke feel special just like Luke did to him. So he wrote him a note.

The note took up the majority of Michaels Saturday and a lot of brain power but it was one hundred percent worth it. He knew that by making Luke feel special, he would seem more loving and Luke loves love!

He folded up the note and stuffed it into the front pocket of his hoodie, marking it with the words..

'My Lukey'

He grabbed his shoes and ran out the door. He wasn't able to drive yet so he started running. His legs took him down the street and around the corner towards the road, the last thing separating him and Luke.

He looked to the left and the right and began running across to the other side, but little did he know, there was a certain car of preoccupied teenage girls coming his way, that just so happened to be the cause of what happened next.

All of a sudden, as if out if nowhere, Michael felt a sharp bang to the back of his head, he felt a searing pain going from his leg upwards and after that, nothing.

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Luke was expecting Michael to stop by his house. He always did. So Luke sat in his living room watching the TV, well until he heard the ambulance sirens. He got up and looked out the window to see a small red car and two large ambulances surrounded by a group of crying teenage girls.

He stood out into the garden and tried to catch what the people were saying.

"He looks about sixteen."

"Girls, what were you doing when you crashed?"

"I can't remember.. will he be okay?"

"I know this young boy. He's Karen's child, yeah?"

Wait, what? Karen.. Clifford? No.. Luke started running down the drive and out onto the road. He pushed his way past the crying girls and almost wished he didn't when he saw what had happened.

There, laying on the ground was his boyfriend. Paler than usual, and covered in blood. His eyes were closed and if he weren't bleeding, he would look like he was sleeping, but he wasn't.

He wasn't sleeping.

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Karen had been called to the scene, she broke down into tears when she saw her poor, unconscious boy laying in the stretcher. Luke still couldn't believe what happened, his poor boyfriend.

Just as the ambulance was about to leave, something fell from Michaels pocket, a folded piece of paper. Luke picked it up and read the marking.

'My Lukey'

He smiled and opened it.

Dear Luke,

You always tell me how much you love me and it makes me feel so special. I wanna be able to make you feel special. And not in that way you kinky shit!

Anyways, Luke I love you with every ounce of me. You are the greatest thing that ever happened to me and I couldn't ask for more.

Just your smile, your laugh, your eyes, your hair, your biceps (holy fuck those biceps), your dimples, YOUR EVERYTHING.. I love it all and it all contributes to the love I have for you.

You are the sweetest guy I've ever met and even though you get really weird sometimes! I still adore you.

I just wanted to be able to tell you how I feel, before I die or before I become to old to talk, of course, because I haven't made much of an effort.

So before I die or become to old to even talk,

I, Michael Clifford, love you, Luke hemmings

Love you Lukey

And I always will :)

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"I read your note Mikey, it was so sweet."

"M'glad you liked it."

"You're gonna be getting out of here soon."

"No Luke, wake up."

"What?"

"Wake up Luke

Wake up"

Luke sat bolt upright, looking around and realising that he was still in Michaels hospital room.

He was about to go back asleep when he noticed a familiar pair of green eyes staring at him.

"Oh you're awake, bout time bitch. I really need a glass of water, call the nurse?" Michael smirked. Luke jumped up and ran to his bedside, throwing his arms around him and hugging him tight.

"I love you Mikey, I'm so glad you're okay!"

"I love you too Luke, but you have to wake up.."

"What? Mikey no?!"

"Just kidding, you're awake."

Luke glared at Michael.

"Dipshit. You're lucky I love you."

"Eh, I was in a coma, be nice and get me some water."

Luke rolled his eyes.

Yup, that was his Mikey.

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This was so strange but it was 910 words so yah

:)