-Luke-
I looked at the messages again just to be sure this was real.
Meet me at the old playground at midnight.
My eyes scanned the dark in search of anybody. I caught sight of a tall figure all bundled up with a mop of dyed blonde hair.
"Michael." My voice was light and airy. I could barely hear my own words.
The figure looked up from the ground and looked me straight in the eyes.
"Luke."
I couldn't help but smile.
"I've been waiting forever to hear you say my name again."
I wrapped my arms around Michael and he pulled me close to his chest.
"It's been so long."
"I know, Lukey. I know."
So many emotions that I had bottled up inside came flooding out. I began crying and mumbling apologies. I was a mess.
"Shhhh baby shhhh."
Michael rubbed my back soothingly.
I looked up.
"Michael?" I asked through choked sobs.
"Yes?"
"I'm so sorry."
"I forgive you, Luke."
I nod and hug him again before he speaks once more.
"I got every single message, Lukey. Every single one."
"I love you so much."
"I love you too."
I pull away and do something I've waited forever to do.
I kissed him with passion and every emotion I've ever felt towards him backing me up.
I kissed him like he could be gone any second.
I kissed him like I loved him.
I love him.
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-Michael-
Two hours and a hundred kisses later, I layed next to the love of my life.
His naked body tangled with mine was like art. Every inch of his skin was covered in beads of sweat and purple-red spots marked where I had been. My fingers traced his lips over and over before attaching my own lips to his.
"We need to get out of here." I whispered while kissing his shoulder softly.
"Why?"
"I still love you and my new 'boyfriend' is controlling. If he finds us he'll kill us."
Luke sat up.
"Luke?"
"What Michael? I have to leave!"
"No...run away with me."
Luke snapped his gaze back to me.
"Luke, lets run away together. We could travel and make love in any city we want to. We can be together. We can be happy."
I smiled at him but he was silent.
"What do you say?"
"I'll run away with you, Michael Gordon Clifford."
I kissed him one last time before rushing around to pack and get out of here.
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The Playlist |Muke|
Fanfiction"Life should have its very own playlist. A song for sadness then one about happiness. A song about being alive and a song about death. Wouldn't that be nice? A song for every emotion, every up, every down, all in one playlist. A playlist for your li...
