That One Moment | Cake

19~ I Dont Know What To Feel

LUKE's POV

I sigh once I finish my response. Michael's grip just tightens on me as he rubs my arm and kisses the top of my head as a response.

After a while of each other's embrace he head back home. We walk through the door and see the house empty. Suddenly we hear a crash. We continue up stairs and hear sobbing. I walk in my room with Michael close behind me.

"Luke we're through" Calum cries.

"What?" I instantly say almost inaudibly.

"I said were through" he says louder.

"Why?" I ask.

"You don't trust me" he shouts. "You said it yourself. A relationship is nothing without trust" he drinks other beer.

"YOU FUCKING LIED TO ME GODDAMNIT!" I yell. "This is your fault!"

He laughs insanely. "Sure it is" he chuckles. "This was your fault because you were born! I bet Your mom didn't even love you. Your father abused you cause your useless. Your nothing but wasting oxygen." Calum spits coldly.

My eyes trickle with tears. Is He really saying these things? I can't believe it.

"Luke, ignore him and pack your bags. We're leaving now" Michael whispers in my ear. I quickly glance at his eyes and see them turn a dark shade of green. He steps infront of me protecting me.

"Your father had the right to abuse you! Your worth-" is all I hear before hearing Michael grunt. I turn around and see Calum passed out on the ground with a bruised jawline.

Mikey also has bruises on his knuckle yet he leaves them in peace. His face softens once he looks at me. His eyes return to their natural green color. He embraces me in a bone crushing bear hug.

"All those things he said aren't true Luke" Michael cups my cheek once we pull away. He wipes away a tear with his thumb and looks worriedly in my eyes.

"I know your scared. Honestly I am too. But I'll protect you." He says hugging me warmly again.

"Now come on and let's go before he wakes up" he says grabbing my suitcase.

"Shit, be right back." Michael says before running out of the room.

MICHAEL's POV

Ashton.

"Shit, be right back" I say running to my room. I write I note explaining everything including a break up. God this happened so fast. I quickly put my belongings in my suitcase and zip it up. I go back to Luke and see him with his arms around him self, cold.

"Oh Luke" I sigh wrapping my arms around him again. He cries shortly on my chest. Once he's done he pulls away and sniffles.

"Come on" I say grabbing our stuff and wait outside. I call a taxi and before I know it, its in front of us.

"Where to sir?" The man says.

"Can you find us a good hotel?" I respond.

"Sure thing" he nods before driving.

Luke leans his head on my shoulder and looks out of the window.

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"Here we are sir" the man smiles.

"Thanks" I say giving him his money. We get out of the cab, collect our luggage and walk in.

"Can I have a room please?" I tell the lady across the counter. She nods and smiles at me before tapping away on the computer. She hands me my room key. Me and Luke head up to our room and put down our stuff.

I see Luke's eyes brimming with tears as he tries to hide them.

"I know this is hard Luke, but we'll get through this like always. We'll get through it together" I say taking him into my arms for like the 100th time today. But I don't blame him.

He feels alone. Like no ones there for him anymore. He needs love. He wants to feel love. He wants to be loved. And I understand that.

God I want to kiss him and make everything better. But I can't. He fucking broke up with his boyfriend like an hour ago. I'm not that selfish.

"Michael" I hear Luke cry softly.

"Yes lukey?" I ask going up to him.

"Cuddle me?" He sniffles.

"Of course" My hear flutters as I go behind him, wrap my legs around his and place my arms around his waist, with my chin the the crook of his neck.

"You smell like vanilla" I smile taking a big breath. I hear Luke giggle by my breath tickling his neck.

"Stop it mikey" he squeals.

LUKE's POV

That's what I need. I need Michael. I need him to hug me when I'm sad. To make me smile. To make me laugh. To protect me. To care for me no matter what. The past is the past. I have to live the present and enjoy it.