Chapter 4 ;

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Luke's POV

"Michael can I ask you something?" I ask nervously, laying next to him.

"Yeah." Michael says, turning towards me.

"Are you gonna get a new girlfriend?" I look at him.

"Of course!" Michael says laughing.

"Oh okay, cool." I say biting my lip.

Michael looks at me confused.

"Why do you ask?" His eyebrows furrow in confusion.

"No reason." I mumble, and turn around.

"Luke, I like girls." Michael replies, with a cute sigh.

"I know, I like girls too." I reply back.

I'm bisexual which means i'd go either way, but I've never felt this way about anyone..

"See any girls you like?" Michael asks smirking.

"Nope, not yet." I say swallowing a lump in my throat.

"If you like girls, then why did you kiss my neck?" I ask smirking.

"Oh.. Um.. I just.." 

"Just what?" I turn towards him still smirking.

"Fuck. Fine.." Michael groans.

"So you are gay?!" I ask smiling.

"No! I'm bi! i've just never told anyone.. Not even my mom.." Michael mumbles.

I smile.

"Its okay, Mikey. I havent even told my parents.." I reply with a small sigh.

It gets quiet for a while, until he says something.

"I haven't smoked for 2 days.. i dont know why." Michael says, looking down.

"That's good." I say with a smile, but he isnt smiling.

"No its not! It makes me feel better.. when I'm depressed.." He replies with a crack in his voice.

"Oh.. Mikey.. that doesnt help.." I tell him, looking down.

"You wouldnt know!" Michael huffs, then turns over.

"Yes I would.." I say with a lump in my throat.

"HOW?" Michael turns over.

"Cause I use to cut!" I yell, not knowing I just yelled.

Michael's face turns from mad to sad.

"You cut?!" Mikey yells, worriedly sitting up.

"Yeah.. I just was lost!" I yell back sitting up.

"When?" He asks looking over at me, running his fingers through his red hair.

"A few days ago.." I reply playing with my bracelet.

"Luke..I'm sorry.. I didnt know.." Michael says with his hands cupped on his face.

"Its okay!" I say with a little smile.

"No its not!" Mikey says back, with tears filled in his eyes.

"Mikey I promise! its fine!" I bite the inside of my cheek.

"Let me see your arm." He looks over at me with puffy eyes.

I hold my arm out, shutting my eyes.

Michael grabs it, and starts kissing my cuts from my wrist down, then he doesnt stop, he goes up my arm, to my shoulder, and to my sweet spot on my neck, with tears hitting my arm from his cheeks.

"Mikey.. Stop-" I try to say, but he interrupts me.

"Shush." He keeps kissing my cuts.

His lips detach from my arm, and I feel wet spots from his sweet kisses.

"It'll be okay." He says rubbing his eyes, and putting my arm away.

"Thank you.." I reply looking down at my arm.

"Do you feel better?" Mikey asks looking at me.

"A little.." I swallow a lump in my throat.

I get under the covers, and turn over. I feel Mikey get under the covers too, I shut my eyes, and feel Mikey pull me closer to him, and he holds me. Making me feel safe, warm, and happy. I turn over, and lay my head on his chest, and his arm goes around me, holding me.

I hear his heartbeat, and its beating perfect.

I just hope it stays that way.. forever.

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AYEEEEE! WUTS UP? YOU'RE CUTE HMU ;)

Anyways, I hopeee you likedd thisss!

GUYS MUKE IS REAL LOOK AT THAT GIF! HOLY FUCK. DEAD. JUST DEAD.

Hope you had a good day! I just got home from hell, I mean school. sorry I get confused!

lolz see you in da next chapter bby

BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE


~ Caleb :-)



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