It Started With A Follow| mgc•lrh

Chapter 3|Famous?

*Luke's pov*

From Michael Clifford Luke! have you seen your latest YouTube video views?! you're famous!!

I read the message a good twelve times before checking the video.

1,200,986 views

What?

W H A T?

NO FUCKING WAY

To Michael Clifford how is that possible? I'm not even that good!

From Michael Clifford don't say that, you're amazing! this is proof.

I smile widely and run down to my mum's room "mum! mum guess what!" She looks at me "what is it Luke?" "I hit one million views on youtube!"

She smiles "that's amazing sweetie I'm so proud of you" She stands up and hugs me tightly.

I nudge my face into her neck and close my eyes. "I told you people would love your voice" She whispers rubbing my back.

I sigh quietly "thank you mum" I mumble.

After a few seconds she pulls away "what song did you cover that got that many views?" "Um, some song by a band called One Direction." She nods "I've heard of them, they're good yeah."

A knock sounds on the front door and I frown slightly "I'll get it"

I walk to the front door and open it looking at my best friend Ashton. "ash? are you alright?" He looks okay, but he's wearing long sleeves in the middle of an Australian summer, something is wrong.

"Luke um..can I come in?" His voice shakes, and my heart breaks. I nod "of course of course come on, would you like some tea?" I rest a hand on his back in a comforting way "do you need to talk?" I whisper in his ear.

He nods slowly leaning against me.

"alright, go up to my room I'll be up in a few minutes with some tea" I help him up the first few stairs, his body shaking.

My mum comes into the kitchen "who was at the door?" "um, Ashton I hope you don't mind if he stays for a bit?" I keep my back to her making Ashton's tea the way he likes.

"sure" She kisses my head "I actually have to go pick up your brother from football practice, I'll be back soon." I nod "love you"

She walks out and I take the tea upstairs. I close my door behind me and hand him his cup of tea. I sit next to him on my bed and wrap my arm around his shaking body "I-I'm sorry Luke" "hey it's alright Ashton, I promise"

He leans into my side laying his head on my shoulder "I did it again" He whispers slowly "can I see?" He sets the tea down and lifts his sleeve slowly.

I look at his wrist "you're going to be okay Ashton" I pull him onto my lap "you want to try the butterflies again?" I whisper. He nods "y-yeah the butterflies help"

I grab my purple sharpie and draw a few butterflies on his wrist, away from the cuts so I don't hurt him. I kiss each butterfly.

"Ashton?" I look at him "yeah?" I pull his sleeve down and wrap my arms around him "those butterflies are extra special, take care of them for me" He nods and leans against my chest "I promise I will"

I hum his favorite song quietly, knowing it helps to calm him down.

"Luke?" "yes love?" "how are you? We never talk about how you're feeling"

I look down "I'm okay Ashton, don't worry about me"

My phone goes off interrupting the moment.

I grab it and look at the dm "who's Michael Clifford?" I bite my lip "just some bloke that followed me."

From Michael Clifford Luke? you still there?

To Michael Clifford can't really talk right now, sorry love.

I turn off my phone and rub Ashton's back singing quietly to him

"I really like your voice" His voice is a bit scratchy in my ear and his hair tickles my neck, but I can't seem to mind.

"thank you Ash" I smile

He plays with the hem of my shirt accidentally brushing my skin a few times "Luke?"

"yeah?" "can we um.." He shakes his head "never mind" "hey" I grab his chin and look into his eyes "tell me Ashton, you know I'll do anything for you"

His eyes glance down at my lips before he looks back into mine "can we try something?"

I nod "of course" He lifts a hand to rest on my neck gently "just stay still?"

I lick my lips slowly watching him.

He leans forward a bit, his lips a mere inches from mine.

I've always imagined what kissing a boy would be like, I've had plenty of dreams about it.

But never with Ashton.

I part my lips and he leans forward the rest of the way, his lips molding with mine.

We're both cautious at first, slowly kissing each other, his hand roams my body and mine stays on his hips.

His fingers slip under the hem of my light blue v neck.

His other hand tangles in my hair.

After a while, we both start warming up to each other. The kiss turns more heated, our tongues tangling together fighting for dominance.

He lays me back on the bed, not breaking the kiss.

His hips press to mine, a soft moan leaving my throat.

His lips move down my jaw, to my throat.

He lightly nips my weak spot, a surprised moan coming from my parted lips.

He sucks on the spot, rubbing his hips against mine.

Moans tumble from my mouth, my mind going blank just thinking of the pleasure coursing through my body.

"Luke?" I look at him "y-yeah?" "how far are you willing to go with me?"

I bite my lip "as far as you want Ash" He lifts my shirt some and I close my eyes, waiting for the horrible comments about my body.

Lips press to my happy trail and a soft gasp slips "you're beautiful Luke." He kisses to the top of my sweatpants, slowly pulling them down.

"Ashton stop" I close my eyes tightly "please stop" I whisper.

He fixes my sweatpants and shirt and lays next to me "I'm sorry"

I grab my phone and turn it on

From Michael Clifford You shouldn't of stopped, I was getting a nice show

I stop breathing for a few seconds looking at my window.

A head of blue hair ducks down and runs away before I get a chance to see him clearly

To Michael Clifford ...what?

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cliffhangers are cool (;