cigarette smoke - muke [hiatus]

1.6

"today was fun." luke asked. he looked at the tired girls sleeping on michael's shoulders as the walked through the parking lot to luke's car.

"they're pooped." michael smiled. luke kissed him as he smiled through the kiss.

"hey fags! stop with the kissing before i vomit!" both of the boys turned to the direction of the voice. there was a teenage boy wearing khaki shorts, nike socks that go mid-calf, a t-shirt with the nike logo on it, and a snapback.

"fuck you!" luke screamed at the boy and his friends, waking the two girls up. michael took them off his shoulders and held their hands. the boy and one of the boys from the group walked over to michael and luke.

"you are a disgusting faggot that deserves to die, if u want, we can kill your boyfriend to." luke put his hands up in defense.

"please, no, we don't want any trouble. we have children with us." the boys glanced at the two girls. they then kicked their shins, knocking them to the ground.

"don't ever fucking touch my boyfriend or our princesses again!" michael screamed, letting his anger out. the boy then swung at him, knocking him right in the jaw.

by this time, luke had already picked up the two girls from the ground and had them in his arms. their knees were scraped, they also had scraped their hands and had a scrape on their forehead. they were bleeding and it was getting all over luke's favorite t-shirt but he doesn't care.

"come on, pussy!" the boy yelled. luke took his attention from the two girls and looked at michael. michael then swung at him, getting him right in the nose. michael had gotten kicked in the leg and stomach, and punched in the jaw, nose, eye and neck. the boy hit michael once more before he was knocked onto the ground, unconscious.

"there, i'm done with him." he spit on the ground. he turned his back away from the boys and went over to his friends, who encouraged and high-fived him. luke fell to the ground and the tears poured out of his eyes. he felt so bad for not stopping them.

"you fucking monsters!" luke screamed and looked over to the boys with blurry vision. he saw them leave but one boy stayed. he then walked over to luke. "what do you want?"

"my friends are dicks to homosexuals. i'm sorry about your boyfriend. let me help." luke looked up to the boy and saw that it was a different boy then the one that beat up michael. he had dark brown almost black hair that was styled into a fringe, pale skin, was wearing a black t-shirt with a white circle on it, black skinny jeans, vans, and had black studs piercing his ears.

"what's your name?" luke asked the boy.

"daniel. but i go by dan. dan howell."

"well, dan. if you can over to the two little girls behind me and calm them down, that would be appreciated." dan nodded and walked over to katie and rose while luke focused on michael.

"come on, baby. wake up." luke shook him. michael wouldn't wake up.

"babe, please." he shook him more. he didn't even twitch. luke put his ear on his chest. his heart beat was faint, and it seemed to be going slower and slower with every second they wasted.

"dan, give me your phone." dan asked no questions as he opened his phone and gave it to luke. luke saw his wallpaper and almost started to cry. it was a picture of him and his boyfriend kissing. he shook it off and dialed 911.

"911, what's you emergency?" the man on the other line asked.

"hello, uh, my boyfriend is unconcious on the ground with a faint heartbeat."

"is he still breathing, sir?" luke put his ear next to the boy's mouth to hear if he was.

"barely." he heard some typing on the other line before the man spoke again.

"what is the boy's name and age?"

"michael gordon clifford and 19 years old."

"ok. what is your location?"

"the los angeles zoo parking lot." there was more typing.

"ok, we are sending someone to your location right now sir, now please stay on the line so we can get some more information. who is the person i'm speaking with?"

"luke hemmings." luke looked down at michael and he saw that his once pink lips, were turning a shade of blue. "please have someone here soon, his lips are blue."

"sir, calm down. there is someone on their way. i'm going to let you go but what is a number i can call back just incase if anything happens to the patient while in the hospital?" luke then gave him his number and they ended the phone call.

"p-pookie?" rose sniffled. luke turned to her with tears streaming down his face. "is mikey going to be okay?"

"i don't know, princess. we will just have to see." she gave him a hug and he wiped her tears. katie also fell in his arms.

"thank you." luke said to dan, handing him back his phone. dan took it, putting it in his pocket.

"it's no problem, really. i just didn't want what happened to me happen to you, because no one deserves that pain." dan had tears in his eyes.

"what happened?"

"i had a boyfriend, his name was phil. phillip michael lester. he was so beautiful and he had the brightest blue eyes and the most gorgeous smile. one day, we were walking down the street, hand in hand, when the group of guys that beat up your boyfriend pulled up in a car with a gun pointed at us and said, "get in trunk." we agreed because we didn't want to fight. they took us to an empty warehouse. they knocked us out when we got there and when we woke up, we were tied up in chairs with gags and blindfolds. phil was panicking and so was i. we didn't know what was happening. j-jimmy, the guy that beat up your boyfriend, s-said that he was going to kill me with a gun on my forehead. phil went into attack mode and said, "take me! i want him to live! take me!" i begged him to stay but he told me it was okay and that it'll be better. i told him i loved him and he did the same. and he was gone." luke saw the tears in the boy's eyes. the girls let go of him and he got off the ground and hugged him. he sobbed into the blonde boy's neck.

"i just miss him so much," he blubbered. luke rubbed his back and said, "it's okay. you're alright." over and over again.

"t-thank you," dan said. he let go of him. they heard the ambulance come up and they picked up the girls. the girls were still sobbing lightly.

"which one of you guys is luke?" luke raised his hand. "you, get in." luke climbed into the ambulance after they put michael on a gurney and put him in.

"who are you?" the dark skinned female paramedic asked dan.

"i'm michael's best friend and roommate," dan lied. "get in, with the kids. we'll patch them up at the hospital."

luke grabbed michael's once warm hand but now it was as cold as stone. he rubbed his hand in between his own, trying to warm them up. "we will be at the hospital in a few minutes. there will be a police officer there waiting for questioning."

"please hurry."

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oops? sorry for not posting this early. this week has been crazy. i went to otra Santa Clara and holy shit. best. day. EVER! and i'm going to rowyso mountain view so that cool. i'm so ready.

hope u guys enjoyed!