Fanboy // Muke AU

2. Sex God

Luke's POV
I more or less ran home that day, and I never run. Not even in P.E.. But for Michael I'd do anything.

I got to my house and started to get ready, had a shower and picked out my clothes. Picking my outfit alone took an hour and a bit. I wanted to look good for Michael, but not look like I'm trying to hard. I need him to fall in love with me.

I still had to convince my mum to let me go, it was a school night after all.

"Heyyy mum!" I hugged her. "I just wanted to say 'I love you'!"

"Luke, what do you want?" My mother knows me too well.

"Well...can I go to the airport to meet Michael?" I asked, hopefully.

She sighed "I don't know, Luke...who are you going with?"

"Ariana and Eva." I replied. "And they're really, uh, responsible?" They really aren't.

"I suppose you could go. But don't be back late." Mum smiled at me. "I know Michael makes you happy."

"THANK YOU!" I kissed her on the cheek then ran away to fix my hair. You know, so Michael will fall in love with me.

A few hours later and me, Ari and Eva were standing in an airport waiting for the one and only Michael Clifford to touch down in Sydney. We had to push by fans to get there, but we had made it to the front of the metal bars making us just about close enough to stroke Michael's face.

I had the letter I wrote to Michael in my hand. He's more likely to read it if I give it to him. I wonder if he'll read it at all. He has to. I practically told him my life story in that letter. I wrote it at 1:00am though, it's full of me rambling on about how much I love him and how he saved me and so on.

Ari and Eva were shaking and fidgeting with their phones, whereas I was hyperventilating, tears were running down my face and I was holding on to both of their hands so tightly I probably cut off the circulation.

Keeping in mind Michael hadn't arrived yet.

We stood for five, ten minutes until we heard someone nearer to where Michael was coming out.

"hE'S COMING!" Some girl shrieked.

I started waving Ari and Eva's hands about like a moron and the tears blurred my eyes so I could hardly see what was happening. I just remember letting out the shrillest squeal I have ever emitted from my body. I turned to my right and saw Ariana going mental.

"MICHAEL CLIFFORD IS A SEX GOD!" She shouted.

"OH MY GOD FUCK ME PLEASE." Eva announced.

I thought I would've been the loudest and most embarrassing in the room, but I stand corrected.

Michael began waving to fans and taking selfies with them and I could feel my heart rate increase dramatically as he walked towards us.

He stopped in front in front of Eva and said "Sorry, I got my period." And winked. He fucking winked at her, and she didn't say anything. She just shakily lifted her phone up and they took a selfie.

"I l-love you." Eva practically whispered.

"Aw, I love you too!" He smiled then looked at Ariana.

"I'm dying." Ari said, bluntly.

"Why are you dying?" Michael asked with a confused look on his face.

"Because I love you so much!" She replied.

"I love you too!" He chuckled. They took a selfie and hugged and he stood in front of me.

MICHAEL CLIFFORD WAS STOOD RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME.

"Looks like you're the only guy here, mate!" He laughed. Ugh, his laugh was like sex to my ears.

"Really? Oh." I looked around to see loads of girls surrounding me. "So, uh...I'm single."

"I'm not." Michael laughed again. Why is he laughing does he think this is a joke? He made that glorious smirky-eyebrow-raised-face I love.

I turned to Ari and got her to take a picture of me and Michael. It was amazing, he put his arm around me and everything. MICHAEL CLIFFORD TOUCHED MY BACK. The picture turned out blurry though because Ari is an idiot.

About an hour later we were sitting in my house reflecting on life. We just met Michael. WE JUST MET MICHAEL. I should have told him my name or something. I went on Twitter and told the world about my experience.

@SexGodMike
WE JIST MET MICHAEL AND WE TOOK A SLEFIE OMGMNRKGG

I turned to my friends and sighed.

"Who is this bitch Michael's dating then?" I scoffed. "It's obviously set up by his management, I mean, look at her. Why isn't he dating me?"

"She's probably a fucking prostitute!" Eva replied.

"She's probably nice and maybe she makes him happy so shut up!" Ariana shouted.

"WELL HE DOESN'T LOOK VERY HAPPY!" Eva shot back at her, pointing at the pictures of them.

"He'd be happy with me..." I mumbled.

"Why don't you talk to any girls anyway, Luke?" Eva asked.

"I talk to you two, don't I?" I said.

"Yeah but we have no other friends."

"Well...uh." I stuttered. "There's...no one hot."

She laughed. "Yes there is!"

"Eva, shut up." Ariana said.

"I'm just saying he should get a girlfriend or something!"

"Well, maybe he likes being single!"

"You can still find people hot when you're single."

"He just said there isn't anybody hot."

"But there is-"

"I'M GAY!" I screamed. That shut them up. They both stared at me wide eyed. "Well I think I am. I haven't actually said it yet..."

"Wait." Eva stopped me. "So you like dick?"

"Uh, I guess so." I replied.

I looked at Ariana, who's face had dropped and she was now looking sad. I walked over to sit beside her and she rested her head on my shoulder. I could feel the tears slipping from my eyes.

"Aw, Lukey." Eva walked over and hugged me. "I'm sorry."

"It's fine." I sniffed, wiping my eyes. "You guys might aswell stay here tonight."

"Does Queen Liz know?" Ariana spoke up.

"What?" We both said.

"You know, about you being gay."

"Oh, no. I haven't told anyone. I probably should."

I wish I knew how.