"Last major party before school starts on Monday!" Calum screamed, jumping on my back.
I was laughing, trying my best to balance myself with Calum's weight on my back. "It's literally just the two of us."
I dropped Calum off my back onto the bed and collapsed on top of him. "Get off me you fatass," he groaned, pushing me harshly off and onto the carpeted floor of my room.
"Asshole," I muttered. I grabbed a pillow and made myself comfortable on the ground while Calum was on his phone talking to someone. This how the past few years went on the weekend before School. We'd sit in my room doing absolutely nothing besides mess around on our phones or cuddle. We never do anything remotely exciting, I never understand why we continue to do this. It's more of a ritual then something we want.
I used to do this with Michael. We were younger at the time so we managed to entertain ourselves with little to nothing. And our houses are next to each other so we could go back and forth to get things. "Maybe we can have Michael join our party." I casually suggested, tapping away at nothing on my phone.
Calum rolled off my bed and crawled over to me. Staring down at me for a moment before placing the back of his hand against my forehead. "Are you feeling okay, Luke? 'Cause I could've sworn you just suggested that we could invite Michael over." He was looking down at me with a serious but goofy grin as if he knew something I didn't.
"Why wouldn't I be?" I questioned, putting my phone down and looking at him curiously.
"You hate Michael or at least strongly dislike him."
"We've worked things out to some extent," I let out a puff of air. Sitting up in front of Calum with my legs crisscrossed, I began to explain. "We said some things. He said a lot of things. And now we're back to being best friends, like right over the borderline of 'friends' and 'best friends'." I smiled, more to myself, it honestly felt nice to say Michael was my best friend again even if he's in love with me. Something I'm not sure how to process or move along with, he said he'd wait for me, and he shouldn't have to. Michael deserves the greatest person in the world to share his love with, someone who will return it. Not me, not the person he has to wait years to come to terms with his love.
"That's good! Great! Why the hell didn't you tell me sooner?"
I shrugged. "It happened a few days ago, and I haven't seen you much."
"Because you said you were busy." Calum retorted, rolling his eyes at me. "You were hanging out with Clifford?"
"Um," I blushed at his accusation, "No."
"You're such a shitty liar."
"If you're so inclined to know. I sat here having an internal battle with myself over if I should call Ashton or not. I almost called him..."
"Luke..." He said softly.
I waved him off. "It's fine. I need to stop being such a cry baby over him. He hurt me, but I can't help but still love him. I'm so pathetic." I laughed, willing myself to hold back the waterworks again.
"C'mon throw something at Michael's window so he can hold you if you cry. You know I'm no good with tears."
I rolled my eyes at Calum's words, pushing him out of the way to look around for dirty socks to pelt at Michael through his open window. I could hear the his music playing faintly, and it surprised me that he hadn't made an attempt to come over yet.
Calum crouched down next to me and we chucked sock after sock until Michael's head appeared in opening.
"Is this supposed to be revenge?" Michael chuckled, his eyes squinting at the brightness.
"No. It's a friendly invitation for you to join our lame ass back-to-school party." I informed. Shooting him a smile, in hopes that he will agree.
"Man, how could I pass up one of those. I'll be over in a second."
"Great!" I exclaimed excitedly, doing a little dance. Calum bursted into a fit of giggles, but Michael simply looked over at me with what could've been a fond smile. "The front door is unlocked."
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Luke and the Boy Next Door | Muke
FanfictionLuke Hemmings had been neighbors with Michael Clifford for as long as he could remember. Playing outside in the warm California air, having late night conversations through their windows that were right across from one another. It was everything a c...