Michaels pov~
I thinking over to the scene that happened in my driveway and what Ashton said.
"He thought you were some stalker, which is true"
What the hell did that mean. Is Luke stalking him? No, no, no. Thats just crazy.
But that would explain him popping up in so many places. But how would Ashton know? Did he- nah. But it cou- no.
Rubbing my face with my hands, I stand up and head to the bathroom.
Looking in the mirror I see a straight line of hickeys going from under his chin to the top of his boxers. One after the other he traced yhem before shaking his head and going back into his room.
Falling into bed he listened to his best friend getting it on in the next room before going to sleep.
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Third person pov~
Michael looks around to see he is sitting in a chair. Confused, he tries to stand up, but failing to do so.
He looks more closely, seeing there, across his stomach, ankles, wrists and mid chest, were leather restraints.
Michael starts to struggle against the restraints until a voice speaks up.
"I see no point in doing that. You aren't going anywhere."
Michael stops, and looks around to see only shadows laying intimidatingly across the floor.
"Whos there? Show yourself our I will...." Michaels words seem to slowly fade. What was he going to do? Yap at the shadows until they move to unrestrain him?
"What? You'll what? Please enlighten me." Michael swore he has heard that voice before. Ca- no no. La- no. Something. He couldn't think right now. Adrenaline spiked in him as he stared helplessly at the shadows.
"At least show me who you are." He asked pathetically.
"Wheres the fun in that, princess?" The voice asked tauntingly.
Michael let his head fall forward, letting out a stressed whimper.
The mysterious person looked at Michael, letting out a sigh.
"Alright but you cant be mad."
Michael looked up, anxious to see who his captor was.
A tall man stepped out of the shadows, his blonde hair falling into his eyes.
Michael let out a gasp of suprise. He opened and closed his mouth, looking like a fish.
Michael looked at the man infront of him. Disgust washed over his face befare he started to yell."I CANT BELIEVE YOU!" Michael yelled, enraged. I mean who wouldn't.
The man flinched, looking down.
"WHY WOULD YOU DO THIS TO ME!"
Michael took a deep breath in, closing his eyes.
"I'll just close my eyes and when I open them I will wake up."
"T-" Michael sent a glare towards the man before proceeding to do what he was doing earlier.
He tried to imagine him waking up and when he opened his eyes he was still in the same room with the man.
Frustrated, he closed his eyes again then opened them.
Only he was still there.
(AN/ Sorry its short. But this was for a reason. Comment who you thought it was. Or like the chapter if you thought it was Luke. Bye all you beautiful people. [Also its fall break so no school for like a week. Now bye!])

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Stalkers Desires ~ muke/mashton ~ boyxboy
FanfictionWhere 2 guys have an obsession over a boy who never seen it coming.