Fanboy // Muke AU

4. Concert Virginity

Luke's POV

I woke up at like 9:00am partly because Ari and Eva were kicking me and partly because tonight was the night we see Michael live. It was the first night of his tour, which means our show will be special because it's the opening night. We have the shittiest seats in the arena practically but that won't stop me from dying tonight.

I turned to my left to see Eva's tear-stained face from the night before. I really hope Ashton never speaks of his girlfriend because it won't go down too well.

I then turned to my right to see Ariana stirring.

"Stop moving about Luke." She mumbled and pulled the covers over her head.

"We're going to see Michael tonight!" I whispered, excitedly.

"But I'm tired." She moved about, trying to get comfy until she rolled off the bed completely. "FUCK!"

"Are you okay?!" I looked over to the floor to see her lying there.

"MY HEAD! MY FUCKING HEAD!" She shouted. "IT'S SO BRIGHT, AM I DYING?!"

"No, you got drunk." I sighed. "Very drunk."

"I'm never drinking again."

"I'll remember that later on tonight when you pass out in the street after the concert."

"Can you two SHUT UP?" Eva moaned. "It's so early Luke why are we awake?"

"Because we're going to see Michael tonight!" I said. "So get up and get ready."

The two girls groaned as I got up and marched to the kitchen to make three bowls of weetabix to set us up for today. We weren't just going to see Mikey perform, we were going to find him and meet him again. I'm determined to get a perfect selfie with Michael. And I want to tell him that I love him. And I want to touch his hair but I don't think he'll let me.

Eventually they trudged down the stairs and sat the table with looks like death on their faces.

"Is being up this early necessary, Luke?" Eva asked.

"Of course it is." I replied. "We need a well thought out plan if we're going to meet Michael again."

"Or we could go to the arena and wait for him." She looked at me. "You know, like normal fans?"

Ariana sat with her head on the table during this whole conversation. I put down a glass of water and a pack of aspirins next to her. She groaned and picked them up.

"Hurry up eat your cereal." I hurried them. "We have planning to do."

I went upstairs to plan my outfit, even though I wear mostly the same clothes every day. Black jeans, black t-shirt. I know right, so creative. I'm planning on switching it up a bit though. I'll wear a SnapBack.

I got into the shower and used my body shop stuff so I would smell nice, although I would probably come out of the concert sweaty and gross.

I stole one of my mum's nice razors again to shave my face and armpits, and my legs again because it grows back really fast. Soon my skin was as smooth as a baby's bottom. Not that I've felt a baby's bottom recently.

I stood in the shower for like an hour, just thinking about life. And thinking about if Michael was in the shower with me. We'd have lots of fun. Why won't he notice me? Am I not good enough? Maybe it's his stupid girlfriend. I bet he's forced to date her. Why would he date someone like that? He's way too good for her.

When I eventually got out of the shower, the two morons were sitting in my room.

"Get out." I said. "I'm naked under this towel and I could drop it anytime."