Vinyl //Muke

Netflix and Apologies

Luke pov

Cuddling up next to Michael I noticed his head was stuffed in his pillow.

"Michael?" I whispered hoping he wouldn't ignore me. I looked up at him as he looked down at me with a confused look on his face. He also looked annoyed but I kinda deserve that. "Sorry"

"For what?" He asked and pulled me closer to him. What the hell is he doing? One minuet he is pissed at me and next he is cuddling with me.

"For the whole you and Harry thing, I actually do feel bad." I said and sat up. He looked up at. Sitting up with me he moved away a bit and sighed.

"It's whatever."

"No actually it's not. You where happy with him and for some reason that pissed me off. I just annoy you. I don't know why I th-" Michael took my face in his hands and made me look at him. His face was really close to mine and I really wanted to kiss him but then again I don't wanna make him mad.

Remember Luke, be good for Michael.

"Stop. I don't care anymore. Just can we not talk about it?" He pleaded and I nodded. We sat in the position for a few more seconds and I was so close to smashing my lips to his.

Stopping myself from doing so I backed up and laid down. He did the same.

He turned his tv on and signed into Netflix and I mentally screamed. Because who doesn't love Netflix? Michael flipped through the choices and picked a random movie.

After about 20 minuets of watching the movie I felt a hand place on my waist.

"What are you doing?" I whispered and looked over at him. Before he actually answered he pulled my body over to his in one swift move and my face was once again too close to his. "Michael stop"

"Stop what?"

"Your pretty much teasing me" I mumbled in his ear. I really wanted to push him back on his bed and kiss him with everything that I have because I want him to know how much I like him, but that's pushing it too far. I think?

"Get over it" He mumbled with a smirk on his face. Can I slap it off?

"Then don't do that" I said and he pulled me closer so I would lay down. Placing my head on his chest I automatically felt his heart beat speed up. Cuddling up to his side as much as I could, I closed my eyes.

"Your warm" He told me out of nowhere. Looking up at him I smiled.

I love this. Being in Michaels arms like this made me feel like I actually belong. Like someone actually cares about me. But I don't know if he does or not. He could be acting nice and not annoyed because he needs someone to make up for Harry.

And that's hurts to think about. So I'm not going to.

But you know everything comes to an end sooner or later. Digging in my pocket for my ringing phone I answered it.

"Hey Ashton" I sighed. Really not wanting to talk to him right now.

"Where are you?"

"At Michael's why?"

"Because you just disappeared on me. Be home by midnight okay?" He ordered.

"Yes sir" I rolled my eyes. Who does he think he is? My dad?