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by lucaswhat

by lucaswhat

// luke

michael had left after a week and luke was alone again. most of the day luke just watched how i met your mother for the 12th time, but after a while he got bored and just lay on his bed thinking. and then he cried.

he missed calum. he missed his weirdness, his squishy cheeks, their cuddles, how they would talk about music till deep in the night. god he missed the band. it had only been 2 weeks but he kind of regretted the decision, luke didn't even know where calum was, or how he was doing. fuck it, luke thought and called calum.

"what" calum sighed. "i miss you" luke said, even though he was the one that left.
"are you fucking kidding me, luke YOU LEFT what the fuck?? i miss you too but god fuck off. you ended my so called life long career" calum tried to keep his anger inside of him.

"i know i'm stupid. but i just wasn't feeling the band and.."
"you weren't feeling the band, luke goD you could have just asked modest for a break???" luke felt that calum was annoyed by him and luke didn't blame him. "i fucking know but i'm kinda done making music for some fucking reason i hate it!" luke let out a sigh of frustration.
"luke honestly f u c k o f f, i know music is your fucking life and i know you can't just give that up and i knoW you miss your guitar which is still at the appartment" calum knew luke way too good, luke knew that but he wasn't agreeing with him even though deep inside he did.

"oh and luke i know you're hanging out with some blue haired dude" luke was done with calum and ended the phonecall.
"okay whatever bye, love you" and hung up. fuck i just said love you. luke did it out of habit but he hated himself for it now.

michael //

to meme: fuuUck
to shoulders: what
to meme: i said love you to CALUM on the phone bc i alwayS USED TO DO THAT HELP

to shoulders: lmao
to shoulders: sucks to be you
to meme: thx 4 the lov
to shoulders: no lolz what did he say after that
to meme: i dONT KNOW i hung up and then realized
to meme: im going to burn in hell
to shoulders: we already knew that
to meme: tru

to shoulders: come to my appartment yo
to shoulders: im bored and i need a person to art
to meme: ARE U ARTING ME
to meme: i mean: cant u art ashton
to shoulders : no fuck come over pls
to meme: ok xo

michael waited for about 35 minutes when luke knocked on the door. michael opened and luke looked.. expensive in his crappy apartment. he looked out of place with his leather boots and black button up that was probably more worth than the rent of this appartment.
but michael loved the concept and he was bursting of inspiration.

"come in come in, i have such a good idea right now" michael grapped lukes hand and dragged him to the studio (aka the room with the most windows so he had good lighting) .
luke laughed and michael was so happy, he asked luke to sit on the paint splattered table and michael got out his paint and canvas.

"wait,,,, do i just sit here for 3 hours or.." luke asked trying not to move. michael didn't respond. "mike??" michael's personal art bubble burst and he said luke could go on his phone our something, he finished the sketch.

michael got his gold, black and white paint and painted luke in black and with and everything he touched he painted gold. because luke was expensive, not in a bad way. in the way that expensive means exclusive and special, in the way of his appearance and his style. luke was expensive.

michael didn't notice that luke had not looked at his phone at any moment, luke had looked at michael, all heart eyes.

// cute right idek where this is going goodnight