"Paisley I'm bisexual." The words came out of his mouth slowly liked he had had them trapped there for so long.
"Luke how long have you been keeping this from me?"
"Not very long. I haven't told anyone else. I'm sorry if this changes anything you and I had before." He looked upset. He looked scared. "The things is I don't feel this way about other boys. Its just Ash. Other dudes don't make me feel the way he makes me feel. Does that make sense?" I just sat there. I couldn't tell him it wasn't love he was feeling. I didn't know that. But I also didn't know if loving one guy made you bisexual. "I-it makes sense to me Luke, but if it's just Ashton does that really make you bi?"
"I don't know! I'm just so confused Paisley." I hugged him tightly, rocking back and forth while he cried on my shoulder.
"Shhhh everything is okay." He looked back up as there was knock at the door. "Come in." Michael walked in and sat next to me.
"Guys I'm-" Luke cut him off.
"No Michael I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought any of that up. Its definitely not your fault."
"Hey no harm done right?"
"Well actually I think I broke your nose, also I punched Paisley in the jaw-"
"You're still the little smart ass you were in High school aren't you?" Michael cut Luke off with a smile.
"Yeah it's kinda my job."
"Well you're really fucking great at it."
"What a well thought out and beautiful complement Michael." Luke wiped fake tears from his eyes at Michael's statement. Mikey sat on the bed next to me and I leaned my head into his lap.
"Are you tired babe?" He asked quietly, playing with my hair.
"No I'm fine..." I yawned after I finished talking, making him chuckle.
"You can sleep if you want beautiful, it's been a long ass day and you look sleepy." I nodded as he turned, to lay down on the bed and brought my head up onto his chest.
"But I can't sleep on you, you must want to go home right?"
"No I'll be here tonight for you and I'll be here when you wake up. It's to risky being out this late anyway.." Luke got up from the bed and mumbled his goodnights before leaving the room and closing the door behind him. I yawned again, earning a laugh from Michael as he brushed my bangs off of my face and behind my ear. "Sleep darling.." He mumbled while kissing my forehead. I snuggled my head against chest.
"Mikey?" I whispered timidly.
"Yes Paisley?" He looked down at me and smiled.
"Can you- will you sing me to sleep?" I asked nervously awaiting an answer.
"Of course, if that's what you want." He brought up his hand and used the back of it to caress my cheek before he began singing Remembering Sunday by All Time Low.
He woke up from dreaming and put on his shoes, started making his way past two in the morning he hasn't been sober for days
Leaning now into the breeze remembering Sunday he falls to his knees they had breakfast together but two eggs don't last like the feeling of what he needs
Forgive me I'm trying to find my calling I'm calling at night I don't mean to be a bother but have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams and it's driving me crazy it seems I'm gonna ask her to marry me
And even though she doesn't believe in love he's determined to call her bluff who could deny these butterflies they're filling his gut
Waking the neighbors unfamiliar faces he pleads oh he tries but he's only denied now he's dying to get inside...By the time he got to the second chorus I was already drifting to sleep.
Forgive I'm trying to find my calling I'm calling at night I don't mean to be a bother but have you seen this girl?
She's been running through my dreams and it's driving me crazy it seems I'm gonna ask her to marry me
The neighbors said she moved away, funny how it rained all day
It didn't mean much to me then but it's starting to all make sense
Oh I can see now that all of these clouds are following me in my desperate endeavor to find my forever whoever she may be...That's the last thing I heard before I was whisked off into a deep sleep.
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The next morning I woke up to Michael's small snores escaping his lips.
"Mikey, baby? It's 10:00 babe." I lightly shook him to wake him. He groaned and opened his eyes looking down at me.
"What was that princess?" I giggled at his nickname and repeated myself.
"Well I should probably get going then... I mean if you'll be okay here by yourself..." I rolled my eyes at him and stood up, stretching.
" I'll be okay. I have Luke and Lucy here and I've got your contact in my phone if anything happens." He got out of bed yawning and wrapped his arms around my waist, resting his head on top of mine.
"Okay little miss tough guy, I'll be on my way then..." I walked him out to the apartment door and hugged him tightly. "You promise you'll be okay?" He asked rocking me in the hug back and forth.
"I'll be fine Mikey I promise."
"Okay then I'll see you in class Monday right?" He pecked my cheek lightly and playfully. I smiled back at him.
"Of course." He gave me one last kiss before opening the door and walking into the hallway. I watched as he got into the lift and waved before the doors came to a shut. I closed the door and walked into the kitchen to make myself some coffee.
"He really likes you Paisley." Lucy stated, sipping her apple juice.
"Yeah I think he might.." My phone vibrated in my pocket and I pulled it out to see a text from that same mysterious number:
You think I didn't see that?
That's strike one naughty girl, and three strikes, your out.
-Calum
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A/N: So I haven't updated in like, well a couple months. I haven't really been busy I'm not gonna lie. I was just kinda uninspired and didn't know what I was doing with this book.... But now I'm back maybe not as often as I used to be because I start high school next week but I'll do my best for my children... If you didn't know I run a fan account on Instagram *shameless self promotion* my username is clifford_the_penguin hit me up ... That's it I guess.. Peacekies.
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FanficEveryone makes mistakes but not all of them end up effecting the rest of your life, and the people you love. Paisley fell for Michael the first time she saw his colorful hair and black skinny jeans. He was perfect. Or so she thought. Michael was on...