Muke Revision

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Uhm hi. To everyone who doesnt like 5sos, do not read this oneshot. I like the band for many reasons. But i hope you wont stop supporting/reading my books and pls do not comment hates. I love you all.

And i suggest before you read this is to watch Regular Show "Merry Christmas Mordecai" since i took took the idea from it. Credits to them, especially JG Quintel! (Actual reason behind the title muke revision...coz u kno, i revised it with the help of muke)

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Luke's POV-

This is the exact date where my ex, Calum, comes back to Sydney. He worked at a Cafe Shop down the street but he needed to study and finish college. He went to America for two years to study and here he is, probably riding in an airplane right now. But i already got over him though. I have an amazing boyfriend, Michael.

Also, it's Christmas today! I am excited for the party later tonight but at the same time feeling awkward for Calum's arrival. Sad to say but my family aren't here to enjoy Christmas with us. My phone started to ring in my pocket. I grabbed it and looked at the caller ID, Ashtyyy. I answered it quickly.

"Hey!" Ashton shouted at the other line.

"Hey," I smiled. "Why'd you call?"

"Michael keeps on whining in here, pick him up." Ashton is half-mad, judging by the tone of his voice. "He keeps on going inside the kitchen. Plus, the employees here are glaring draggers at him,"

"Uhm okay," I sighed. He is always hanging out in the Cafe which makes Ashton's job ten time worse than it was before. Ashton is Calum's best friend, by the way. And i have the greatest best friend, Jake, which is Ashton's boyfriend.

[a/n im sorry for making up names ugh]

Ashton ended the phone call in a heartbeat. I returned my phone inside my pocket and started to park off the driveway and onto the street i go.

It was a twenty minute drive to the Cafe Shop, turning left and then down the street. I parked my car beside the Chervolet one. I turned off the engine then stormed off inside the Cafe. I searched for the newly dyed haired guy i love. Then i spotted his hair, black with blue streaks.

"Mikey!" I shouted, just loud enough for him to hear. He turned his head around then his eyes flashed a happy menace. He kept on staring at me until Ashton shook him and whispered something to him. Michael snapped out of it, running towards me then inglufing me in a tight warm hug.

"Take me home, please. Ashton's being a bitch to me," His face showed that the thing he just said wasn't fake. Ashton was really harsh on him since last week. We walked together, hand-in-hand to the car. I started to pull off the parking lot.

"Luke, i'm so excited for the party tonight!" Michael shook me.

"Stop! We might die you lil' shit!" I shouted, completely honest about the dying part. He stopped shaking me, he was probably taken aback.

We got home safely then started to dress up for the party. Michael knocked on my door. I mumbled a come in. Then a flaming hot Michael burst into the door.

"Do i look okay? And please don't lie like you did the last time," he gestured himself up and down. He is wearing his polo shirt along with a black neck tie. He partnered it with a skinny jeans. His shoes is still the same, his all back converse.

"You look hot," i bit my lip.

"Thank you. This neck tie was nothing, i just wanted to wear it. Just thinking about...y'know, the things we could do after the party. Either tie me up or use it as a kink," he bit his lips also. He walked towards where i was sitting, on my desk chair. He sat down on my lap and looked at me like an idiot. He leaned in towards my lips as he took the thin metal between his teeth, playing with it.

"I just love your lip pierce so god damn much!" Michael screamed then stood up. "You look hot too,"

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As we went inside the house, Ashton and Jake greeted us. I examined the whole place in once. The buffet table is at the left side, while the gift table is at the right side. In the middle of the room, the disco ball hang at the ceiling. The ball has a mistle toe hanging on it. I pulled Michael underneath the mistle toe then kissed him.

"Go enjoy yourself, i'll be in the bathroom." Michael smiled at me.

"I'll be hanging with Ashton at the buffet," Then Michael walked off.

I walked over to my mates, but i observed that there were three of them instead of two. I couldn't muster up who he is since they were turning their backs on me. The guy is wearing a dropdead snapback.

I walked towards them, eager to find out who the man was. I regretted walking over to them. It was Calum.

"Hey Luke!" Calum said.

"Uhm hey," i forced a smile. I saw Ashton and Jake leave. Those bastards.

"Please don't be awkward around me. It's alright. Also, don't say that we didn't have fun." He hugged me.

"Yeah, well...can't lie there. We did have much fun," i wasn't lying. Where the hell is Clifford?

"Yeah..." He said then i pulled back from the hug.

˖✧flashback

"Luke!" Calum shouted aloud.

Calum was scared to death. He tightened his grip on Luke's shirt, begging for dear life. They decided to go skating today, in the ice rank of course.

"Don't worry, i'll keep you saf-" Luke didn't have the time to finish his thought since they both already fell on their asses. Cannot lie, it did hurt a lot.

They both laughed at each other.

˖✧end

I didn't notice, we were already kissing. His soft lips moving in sync with my pale lips. What the hell?! I didn't even feel anything, a spark or whatever. Calum just pulled me in for a kiss. I got mad at him, a lot. I saw Michael at the door, holding two red cups up. He's crying. He accidentally dropped the cups and ran off, probably trying to avoid the whole scene thay have been unfloded infront of him.

"Michael!" I shouted in both pain and annoyance. I heard Calum mumble a sorry.

And that's what i felt for Michael. I felt sorry for him. A lot.

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That's the end, yep. Tell me if you want a sequel omg i suggest you listen to Trapdoor by twenty one pilots. Been on repeat in my phone since last week wow.

Thank you for reading shawww.

-giving my soul away,,-

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