|T H I R T E E N| the photograph

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Luke

" We keep this love in a photograph, we made these memories for ourselves, where our eyes are never closing, hearts are never broken. Times forever frozen still." Michael paused to breath, then continued "So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans, holdin' me closer
'til our eyes meet, you won't ever be alone."

I was completely amazed to be honest. Once Mikey saw all of our faces, he began to cry and ran to the bathroom.

"Mike!" I yelled after him "What's wrong?"

"I-I've never sang in front of anyone before." Michael sniffled

"Lights out guys." Morgan informed, walking into the cabin before walking back out.

"Well, you're good." I whispered, kissing his forehead.

"You're hair looks good." Michael smiled

"Goodnight buddy." Calum stated, patting Mikey's back.

That night I dreamed of what Mikey and I could be if I ever told him. I had so much fun today though. We both got matching Blink 182 shirts. You're probably thinking, 'so what' am I right?

"Luke!" Calum screamed "wake up!"

"Fuuuuuuck." I groaned

"You missed breakfast." Michael yelled

"That's just great." I mumbled "what are we doing to day anyway?"

"Hiking." Ashton informed

"Fun." I groaned

"And it's raining." Michael said "so, don't wear anything that will stain."

"Why?" I questioned

"Just in case you didn't get all of the dye out your hair." Michael laughed "duh."

"And Morgan said that we have to wear jeans and closed shoes, Mr. Flip flops." Calum said

After I got dressed, we all met in the main cabin. We were told the rules and where we were going. Once we started walking it all went down hill from there... literally.

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