Voiceless - muke - COMPLETED

~eleven~

Michael:
I got into school- early as usual- I liked to spend time before everyone showed up. For the first time, I was kind of happy to be here.

Not completely, but I felt better about Luke and Calum. Yesterday was a lot of fun, it was more than I'd had in a long time. People didn't really want to get involved with such a complicated person such as myself usually.

I sat on the stairs outside, feeling a shiver as I touched the cold concrete. There wasn't really anyone around except extremely isolated kids who maybe didn't wanna be at home, or preferred to be alone. Which I totally got, and you'd think we would all befriend each other, but that would ruin the point of coming so early.

Sometimes all you want is peace to yourself.

Which I got for about 25 minutes, then people started arriving and though none of them talked to or bothered me, it did mean I had become a lot more self conscious.

I stared at the ground for a while until I saw two pairs of black vans appear. I looked up to see the blonde and the brunette, and I couldn't crack a full smile but I think I managed a half one.

"Hey Michael." Luke beamed. How was he in such a good mood in the morning?

I nodded and waved at him. Calum smiled also.

"Wanna go somewhere else?" Calum asked and I shrugged, standing up anyway as we all walked round to the English block where our first class would begin.

We sat in our usual back row but I noticed something I had never noticed before as the class poured in.

That group of boys who were in my Biology lesson the other day, were also in this classroom. I guess Luke and Cal had always been a distraction for me so I never really noticed before.

I scolded myself for being so stupid.

They were walking to their seats on the middle row, facing us but Cal and Luke were so lost in conversation that they didn't notice. I stared at them wide eyed.

One of them- who seemed to be the leader of the group- eyed me down, smirking. I shifted in my seat uncomfortably.  Suddenly the boy shot me a wink and sat down. I felt a weight lift from my shoulders as he wasn't looking at me anymore but I was feeling my anxiety creeping on me.

My mind was going round in fast circles, those boys were up to something. I knew they didn't like me one bit. And it scared me that things might start here, too.

I felt things around me start to darken and I fumbled with my leather jacket pocket, desperately trying to fish out my pink card but my hands were too shaky to do so. I suddenly felt a nudge on my arm and I jolted my head to see Luke.

"Michael?" He spoke softly. "What's wrong?"

I of course said nothing, but couldn't help the quiet gasps coming from my mouth. It was a panicky feeling, like I was getting no air.

"Let's go outside, right now." He stood and guided me to the front.

I was too unaware of my surroundings, so closed in on myself that I didn't know if people had noticed, if they were laughing, or if they were still talking loudly and I just breezed by.

The teacher said nothing of course, they never do.

We got outside and I immediately slid down the wall, Luke dropping into a crouch in front of me.

"What happened, tell me Michael please?" He looked at me desperately but I was NOT going to slip up like I did with Calum. I kept my mouth shut.

Despite my hot tears and raspy breaths not a word left me, and I felt guilty but also proud of myself. He looked really disappointed but didn't mention it right now.

I made grabby hands at him and he went straight in for a hug. Even if Luke was just another bully like everyone else, and he was playing me, I just needed to feel like he could protect me for now. From those boys. From it all.

His face was in the crook of my neck and I noticed my breathing start to calm down, there was less static noise in my head and my vision started to become clearer.

He pulled away and slumped beside me against the wall, throwing an arm around my shoulder protectively, and I leaned into it.

"I wish you'd talk to me y'know." He sighed.

I nodded softly and looked down. He reached with his other arm and flipped my chin up slightly so that I looked at him and he smiled sadly.

"But good things come to those who wait."

And then I began to wonder how long he would wait for that.

SO HAIIIII.

SLEEPING WITH SIRENS THOUGH.
Favourite song anyone?