Luke:
I lay down on my bed looking at my phone, I have been looking at it sense I got home, just waiting for Michael to send me the picture. I know that there is a chance that he won't do it because he have probably already forgotten me, but I still kind of hold on to the little hope I have left, that's pretty much all I can do now isn't it?
"Luke you should sleep honey, it's late and I don't feel like worrying about my boy not getting enough sleep" I look up at my mum who gives me a small smile. I know she only wants the best for me, but right now it feels like she doesn't really understand.
She probably never will understand because she never was this kind of a fan of anyone when she was in my age, I wish she would have been so she would at least have a little chance to understand me more.
"I will just a few minutes more" I say and don't take my eyes of my phone, I feel like my hope is slowly going away, I really really hope he will send me it but it has been almost 3 hours sense he promised it...
I hear the door close and that is when the first tears start to fall, I can't believe that tonight happened, it feels so unreal.
I don't think that I fully understood what actually happened until now, this just feels too much for me! I can't believe I met Michael Gordon Clifford the love of my life. I have seen so many fans just kind of running in to him on the street on twitter but I never understood how they could do it.
It feels so unreal being one of those people who randomly just met him, I didn't expect to meet him because he was supposed to be on their meet and great, it's just mind blowing that he just stood there outside the venue and no one had noticed him. Maybe no one actually was looking.
Michael:
I lay down in the hotel bed and take up my phone, I click up the picture of me and Luke and I can't help but smile, I then realize I forgot to send it to Luke, damn it he most think I forgot about him.
I open the twitter app and goes in to his profile and clicks on send DM, I send him the picture and a short message about how I really enjoyed meeting him tonight.
I then decide to tweet a little.
@MichaelHLR: Who more than me is Muke af? pic.twitter.com/A1eMuKe1Af42
I get a lot of answers on the tweet with the picture of me and Luke, a lot of the people are calling us cute, and then there is those people who asks me to fuck them against the wall until they are bleeding... oh I love my fans.... Even if almost every single one of them have a daddy kink that scares the living fucking shit out of me.
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I'm sick af! but I am still happy because I am going to see Bring Me The Horizon in November!
I don't usually like my brothers friends because they are annoying shits but you know they are actually alright when they said I can sit on their shoulders when I see BMTH because they are going too.
Oh and I have a crush on this guy in my class but it will probably never be something between us... sad face.
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Punk & Pink (Muke)
FanficLuke loves wearing girl clothes and the band Hope Less Romantics. Michael looks more punk than he is and he is a member of Hope Less Romantics. --- This is a Muke story because I am Muke af.