Vinyl //Muke

Just the beginning pt 1

Luke pov

//7 years later//

"How many more boxes?" I asked emerging from the hallway. Michael was setting down two boxes on the black couch that was placed on top of a fluffy white rug.

"Thats all" he smiled up at me an walked closer. Smirking I ran off into the back hallway that lead up to our room.

Me and Michael moved into our own place. It was nice. It had two bedroom and one bath. It was small yes but it was the perfect size for us.

Once you walk into the house you couldn't help but notice the cherry red hard wood flooring, and the wonderful rug that I picked out. The living room was a decent size that had a black couch and a love seat that matched. They both faced the tv that was sitting on a glass tv stand and a wooden table sat in the middle of it all.

If you go straight back you go towards the kitchen and the backyard thats perfect to have a dog or two. The kitchen had plenty of storage space and it was big enough for a small island and a kitchen table.

Once you walk back out the kitchen you look right and there is the hallway that contains the two bedrooms and bath.

The bedroom at the end of the hallway was me and Michaels. It was a simple design that stood out to us but still had part me and Michaels style to it. Our bed was against the one maroon colored wall that had a plain black blanket thrown over the mattress. Of course it was covered in dozens of pillows. It also has many band posters covering the walls but also plenty of pictures reflecting back on our life together. And even before then.

In the beginning of the hallway there is the extra bedroom that is for guests whenever they come over. I mean come on Calum and Ashton are most likely gonna part time live over here. It has a light blue painting with a twin bed that sat in the corner. A cherry wood dresser on the other side and a tv. Simple but still nice.

And then in the middle of the hallway is the bathroom. Nothing really to it besides a rug in front of the shower so when you get out you don't get water everywhere.

Jumping onto the bed, pillows silently being tossed off, Michael came after me. His actions matched mine and even more pillows fell off the bed as he snuggled up next to me wrapping an arm around my waist.

"We finally did it." I mumbled into his chest.

"Yea, we finally did it." He whispered leaning over me and resting his lips on mine.

**

"Hey," I walked into the kitchen to find Michael cooking some type of pasta thing. Walking up behind him i wrapped my arms around his waist and rested my chin on his shoulder.

"Hi" He whispered. His mood seems a little off since we finished unpacking a week ago.

"Whats wrong" I asked moving away from him.

"None of this seems real." He said not looking at me.

"Are you regretting this? Oh god you are arent you? What are we going to d-" Michael turned around quickly and took my face in his hands and i shut up.

"You really need to stop thinking the worst of things. If I didnt want to do this then why would I be here?" I shook my head an looked down. His thumb ran over my jaw and traced over my bottom lip.

"Sorry"

"All im saying is that i never thought this was gonna happen. But look where we are."

"Michael?"

"Yea?"

"Lets get married."