michael stood in the bathroom. right in front of the mirror placed just above the sink, in only his boxers, just staring at himself. picking out each and every one of his flaws, things that just made the hate he got for himself grow to no end.
disgusting.
disgusting.
DISGUSTING.michael closed his eyes, took a deep breath,
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just stay calm, 39 days. nothing more.
with that in mind, michael took off his boxers as well and went into the steaming hot shower, in an attempt to calm his nerves.
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beep
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beepwith a groan, michael turned around and turned his alarm clock off.
with only barely three hours of sleep running around in his system, michael sat up and just stared at his wall. his white, dull, boring, wall.
after taking a deep breath, michael got up from his bed and walked over to has drawer, choosing what to wear.after picking through several shirts and smelling each one of them, he found a decent one. it was an AC/DC shirt he remember getting a few years ago. only frowning at the memory, michael grabbed the shirt along with his black ripped skinny jeans and made his was into the bathroom.
after finishing getting dressed and styling his black dyed hair, he took out his phone and texted calum, saying he's on his way.
when he and calum met up at their usual corner, michael gave calum a slight peek on the cheek and a small barely noticeable smile, though it was very noticeable to calum, and made a small smile appear on his own lips as well.
michael had thrown on a black hoodie as well before leaving his home, since the weather was a bit chilly this early in the morning, it being winter and all. though, in australia there never was much of a cold weather, but it still wasn't burning hot all year round.and as usual, him and calum walked in mostly silence, the loudest sound either of the two could hear was the scraping on the ground their shoes made each time they took a step. calum was wearing a plaid grey long sleeved shirt, black skinny jeans and a pair of black boots. his hair done messily, but not a bad kind of messy, a cute one. thought, it was all pushed back in a black beanie, calum probably trying to hide his messy curls that were sticking out here and there from the corners of the beanie. calum is very attractive, and michael has always thought so as well. though, he doesn't see calum as anything more than a very good friend. and he wouldn't want for that to change for anything.
arriving in school just in time, calum left michael off at his class as usual and gave him a kiss on the cheek before leaving to walk to his own.
michaels class had started and the teacher was rambling on about things that, according to michael at least, were very unnecessary to know. he was a bit disappointed not to see luke sit a few seats away from him like the day before. though, he didn't think much of it and just let the thought go, letting it get lost in the sea of an uncountable amount of thoughts just swimming around in his head, waiting to get thought of. michael usually got lost in his endless sea of thinking, always thinking until he felt as if he had nothing more to think of.
you could say that thinking was probably one of the things michael did the best. since he almost never spoke, his mind was working fiercely and so what he did most of the day was thinking.
sometimes it was probably good michael didn't say everything he thought about out loud, and sometimes he just wished he'd have the courage to get everything he thought of said.
but it's like michael's mute, michael probably is too. selectively mute, at least. it's like he can't speak up in front of a room filled with strangers that would probably judge everything he had to say. and sometimes he just doesn't want to. he doesn't want to speak, sees no point in doing so. so, he just keeps quiet most of the tims, feeling that that's the best thing he could do."michael?" he heard a womans voice say. looking up, he was it was his teacher who had called out his name.
"are you paying attention?" she asked, fixing her pink blouse. michael gave her a slight nod, then looked down at his lap and his sleeve covered hands. he heard his teacher mutter something under her breath, writing something in her small notebook then continued to talk.
a few minutes later, the class ended and michael hurried to take his book bag then exited the classroom, walking straight to where he knew calum would be. looking down at his phone and texting calum while walking, michael was about to turn the corner but bumped into someone. he lost his grip of his phone and it landed on the floor a few feet away from him, him stumbling back but quickly steadying himself before he could fall to the floor.
looking up, he saw the same white vans he had seen the day before and instantly knew who it was. feeling a small smile creep on his lips, he quickly look his bottom lip between his teeth, making the smile fade and he instead cleared his throat and looked down at the boy who was on the floor, gathering all of the thing he had dropped.
michael hesitated for a moment before picking up a notebook, handing it to luke, who took it and thanked him.
"um, this is yours?" luke said, holding michael's phone up. "oh yeah.." michael muttered, taking the phone and giving luke a small thankful smile. luke got up from the floor and stood in front of michael, a few inches taller than him. luke was wearing white jeans that were ripped at the knees, a white plaid tshirt and white vans. he looked good, very goon in fact, even though white was a colour michael didn't even own clothes in.luke had a slight blush on his cheeks, his dark blonde hair unstyled and laid flat on his forehead, he looked down at his pastel pink book bag as he tried to put all of his books in there. michael didn't know if he should've helped the boy or not, so he just stood there, staring.
when luke finished packing his bag, he just looked up at michael, smiled and then excused himself before walking past him and away from there.
yeaaah so, that's it, chapter 39 (2) up!! sorry about the ending, i wasn't sure of how i should've ended it and i didn't know what i'd do if i chose to continue it so i just ended it there, heheh.
i'm super excited and i hope you all love it! i'm sorry this chapter took so long time to get done, but i've been on vacation and overall haven't really been on the app, so i really do apologise for that. anyway, i hope you all enjoy it!
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grey ; muke (boyxboy) ((ON HOLD))
Fanfictionin which michael only wears the colour black and luke only wears the colour white and together the are gray