liar liar ➳ lashton

eight

LUKE

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I sighed heavily, after the whole pen situation oh and the fact that I'm unable to lie, I feel defeated and helpless. Before this day, everything out of my mouth was usually a lie, and that's how I wanted it. No one took me seriously if I told them the truth, plus people don't always want what's true, they want to hear things that make them feel better. So since I'm unable to mutter one measly lie, today had already proved to be difficult.

I haven't talked to him in a while and I'm not sure where our friendship stands, but I desperately need someone to talk to. He was a good mate when I was younger and we scarcely have our short conversations every now and then, but I feel like he'd be a good person that I can confide in. I scramble around on my bed to find where I last placed my phone, once it's in my reach, I start a new text message to the one and only Michael Clifford.

To: Mikeyz Cliffo
if ur not busy can we talk?

Once I pushed send, I lied back on my bed and pouted. My whole life has been a tornado of events and feelings and I'm pretty sure none of it has gone how I wanted. So this is the first time in a while I'm asking for help, all I can hope is that it doesn't backfire on me. It takes another five minutes but Michael finally responds.

From: Mikeyz Cliffo
my house in 10?

Once I read his message, I stuff my phone in my back pocket and leave the house. Michael's home isn't too far away, only a few blocks. As I walk, a feeling of regret rushes through my mind. I know I haven't been the best person to my friends, or anyone in that matter, but so far they've all been willing to take me back in their lives, or at least from what I can tell.

Once his house comes into view, I text him that I'm almost there and begin a quicker pace to his home. As I reach the front door, he's already opened it and has a warm smile on his face.

"Hi." I mutter.

"Hey, you okay, dude?" He replies.

"Not really." I mumble, stepping into his house and looking around.

Not much has changed about his house, I think they might've painted their walls a different color, but besides that, it's the same since the last time I've been over. Michael leads us into his room and once we enter, I immediately go for the same, tattered bean bag chair in the corner of his room.

"What's up?" He questions, gazing at me in curiosity.

"Well... I'm not sure if Ashton has said anything to you but I'm in a really weird situation and I need someone to talk to about it."

Michael nods in response, signalling for me to continue.

"Basically, I'm not able to lie about anything and for some reason I'm actually caring about things that I don't normally care about. Like I wouldn't even be able to lie about what color your shirt is, it's that bad. Ask me anything, I won't be able to tell you anything but the truth whether I like it or not."

Michael thinks for a moment, "Why have you constantly lied to us in the past?"

Wow, that's a good question, one that I would normally shrug as my response.

"All my life I have been awkward and insecure and had trouble making friends. Then I met Ashton and you and Calum and it was great. But the thing is, in school, I was expected to make all these wonderful grades and have a report card that my parents were proud of when then opened it. However, I wasn't able to keep my good grades as the work got harder and I would lie to my parents about how I was doing or if I had homework that day, simple stuff like that.

"But then after a while, those lies got bigger and I became disappointed in myself, and so did my parents. They would ground me for months on end and I felt really bad so I would make up excuses to Ashton as to why I couldn't hang out. Eventually, I knew we drifted apart and my lies were becoming so constant even I didn't know what was the truth.

"I felt like if I were to have been around you guys more than I had, I wouldn't have been able to control my emotions. If you thought I was rude the times we talked before, you haven't seen anything. I just wanted the best for Ashton and you guys, you're all an absolute delight and you didn't need my negativity weighing you down."

Michael looks surprised at my reply, probably expecting a short answer and even I too is amazed by what I said.

"I'm sorry that happened to you, we all truly miss having you as a friend. I hope you can overcome that so we can go back to how things were before. Do you miss us though?" Michael asks.

"Of course I do, you're the only friends I have at this point even though we haven't been very close in a long time. My relationship with my girlfriend ended today because of my stupid mouth, she said I love you and let me tell you one thing, I did not say the right thing back."

Michael laughs, "What did you even say?"

"I said, I wish I could say the same."

"Well that's one way to end a relationship." Michael chuckles.

I smile in return, I missed these conversations with friends, they've become so rare to me. I wish I wasn't like this, I wish I could change. I thought people liked it better when I just lied but it turns out, people would much rather hear the truth. I guess being lied to isn't cool.

"Luke, the best thing you can do is just explain this to Ashton and Calum, they deserve to know the truth also. We all love you, Luke. I'm glad you opened up to me." Michael says.

"Love you too, Mike."

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1) truly sorry for the late update, it's been since august 2015, wow, shame on me

2) more updates coming soon !

3) thoughts and/or predictions?