Love Yourself » Muke (On Hold)

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Luke POV

I staggered into the blank building, the noise of chattering filled my ear drums causing my head to pound. I rubbed my temples and continued onwards.

"You okay?" Calum said, he seemed genuinely concerned.

"I'm fine," I muttered.

He shook his head disapprovingly at me but didn't question it further, dropping the subject and chatting to me over something random and completely pointless to raise my spirits. We walked through the corridors which was thronged with people, their ages ranging from 11-18.

Whenever I walked through the halls I can always feel the stares on the back of my head, it seemed that everyone would suddenly stop what they were doing and look directly at me. This made me feel very uncomfortable and cause me to pull my jacket tighter around my body, holding it desperately as if somehow the fabric would magically stretch and engulf me into a black void of nothingness making my entire being disappear off the face of the earth forever.

Sadly, this never happens. I have to keep walking with my head down and my eyes pinned firmly onto the polished, blue floors of my school building. Calum whispers something to me inaudible. I'm too focused on the floor and the way my dirty Vans look against the shiny, aqua ground.

Before I could realise, I was sprawled out on the group baffled by what had happened.

"Ouch," I said, rubbing the part of my head where I had hit it on the floor.

"Are you okay?" his voice was beautiful, it sounded like ringing bells. Sweet music to my ears, I looked up and was instantly shell shocked. My mouth had gone dry; I couldn't speak, all I could do was gawk at the lilac haired boy who stood in front of me. I gazed into his eyes that were as green as grass on a damp summers day, he was taking over my senses....all I could think, smell, hear and see was him.

"I'm fi-fine," I said very quietly, but just loud enough for him to hear me. He held out his hand to me, which was creamy white. I inspected it and decided to take it, he hoisted me to my feet apologising profusely.

He stood a few inches below me. He was wearing black combat boots that were laced up tight, his black jeans clung tightly to his toned legs that seemed to go on forever. A Metallica top which was paired with black jacket hung loosely off his shoulders. His hair was styled to perfection; it was a magnificent shade of pale purple that reminded me of the lilacs in summer time. It actually made me quite jealous.

"I'm so sorry, I wasn't looking where I was going!"

"It's o-okay, it was my fault I wasn't paying attention," I replied avoiding his shocking, green eyes that made me weak at the knees.

"As long as your fine; I am genuinely sorry," he said, avoiding my gaze.

"Its fine, honestly," I responded smiling awkwardly.

I glanced to the side and saw Calum grabbing my sleeve pulling me along slowly. "C'mon Luke!" he ordered, taking me along with him.

"Luke.." he whispered softly to himself. Pausing as if thinking of what to say next. "Nice name," he smiled flashing me his perfectly straight pearly white teeth and adding a wink. Then he abruptly turned away and walked off while waving and shouting "Bye Luke!"

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When the final bell rang to signal the end of the day, I ran out of class and down the many long and winding corridors to the double doors that lead out into the front car park. I stopped to catch my breath and sit down on the bench to wait for Calum.

Somehow from daydreaming to what I was going to do up Calum's it changed to him. The boy with dazzling green eyes and the beautiful lilac hair, that reminded me of lavenders after rain. His face, they way it looked with the light streaming in it flooded him. The white hue making him look like an angel sent down from heaven. His lips were perfectly shaped. So full, so pink, so kissable. Not at all like my dry, chapped ones. He looked effortlessly perfect, where as I was inferior to him. Cowering in his shadow and splendour. To be more like him would be a dream come true. I could gaze into the mirror and see me and appreciate myself, instead of looking into my reflection and seeing someone foreign and unknown peering at me through dull blue eyes that held nothing but anguish and hopelessness.

I was tapped on the shoulder and shook my head to regain myself. I turned and saw Calum watching me through narrowed eyes.

"Lets go then," I blurted wanting to avoid his chocolate coloured eyes.

"Okay..." he said sceptically.

We started to walk together side by side, staying silent for a long period of our journey until Calum piped up saying "So, what about that guy who nearly knocked you out today?"

"What about him?" I quipped being a little too defensive.

"Nothing, nothing...just maybe thought you might have liked him," he replied smirking ever so slightly. I looked down towards the concrete for the third time today, I always try and avoid peoples eyes as I can't look at them without feeling as if they can see right through my facadé, it makes me feel weak and powerless.

I looked back up and at him. "Really?" he said raising his eyebrow and smiling "Because it didn't look that way too me,"

"I, I uhhh," I trailed off.

"I knew it! You do like him!" he fist pumped the air to express his victory. "You could have just told me Luke, we're friends, you can trust me," He patted me on the shoulder.

I nodded and mumbled a "Yes," to him.

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"See you tomorrow," I muttered to Calum as we parted ways. Instead of going home I headed to my 'special place'.

Through the overgrown hedges and tall trees that stretch high into the gloomy sky, past the wooden fence that's fallen over and rotted with age. I came to a sudden stop and my eyes went wide. The same purple haired boy was in my 'special place'.

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