Chapter 24: Activities and Time.

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**Helloooooooo sorry my phone was being an asshole and shizzz. But anyways I'm here with a chapter and there's only like 1 or 2 chapters left 😭😭😭😭. Even though it's already finished I still get emotional lol.

Anyways look @ dat pic, tell me how can the Hemmings genes be so mutha fuckin strong? Like all of the brothers look hella good and Jack and Luke look super similar I'm like waaaa lol.

Also, there's been a lot of foreshadowing in the past few chapters. This chapter has the majority of it in here lol. If you have any ideas of what's going on leave a comment, I wanna see who gets it 😈. I hope you like this chapterrrr!**

Michael groaned when a light interrupted his well wonderful sleep, even if it was squished up into Luke's small bed that barely even fit the blonde himself. Michael peeked his eyes open surveying the room. Luke's side of the bed was empty and the light was pouring through the window illuminating the room. Luke's old band posters sat upon the walls and, just like in their apartment, Luke's clothes were scattered across the floor but Michael could tell Liz had picked up slightly because it was organized chaos.

Michael shrugged the covers off of him and checked his phone trying to see what time it was and if he had notifications, thank god they had wifi because without it how was he supposed to irritate Calum about his relationship? Michael shrugged on one of Luke's sweaters and pulled on a pair of basket ball shorts and Michael doesn't really remember who's these are. He slowly padded down the hall and to the bathroom in the house, Michael had adjusted easy to the house, mostly because the Hemmings family made it feel like it was his home as well.

After taking care of his business and rejoicing at the fact he didn't throw up again he went down stairs. He was met with a laughing Luke and a smirking Jack, the whole family was relaxing in the living room, the tv was playing the background but no one was really paying attention to it. "Hey sleepy head, I saved you some breakfast from these oafs over here, it's in the kitchen." Michael smiled gratefully and went to warm up his food. He caught bits and pieces of what he guessed was supposed to be a hushed conversation.

'Is he okay? He's been sleeping a lot and been sick almost for a week now an he doesn't really talk that much.'  Michael frowned at the worried tone in Liz's voice. 'He's okay mom, it's just jet lag and stuff, he'd tell me if he really felt ill and he's just naturally quiet.' And it was true, Michael felt okay now, sure his stomach and body wasn't feeling to well the first day was here but now he's feeling fine and he couldn't help if he was naturally an introvert. 'Okay hunny, only if you're positive.....you really love him don't you?' And her voice didn't hold a mean tone just a curious one. 'Yeah mom, I really do, I love him more than anything ever before.'

Michael smiled softly at Luke's words, he loved Luke just as much. He pulled out his newly warmed food and headed back into the living room. There was now a open space on the couch by Luke for him and he thanked Ben while he held a pillow out for him to set his plate on. "So, today we're going to be going out today, you think you're up for it Michael?" Michael glanced over at Luke's father an swallowed his food. "Yup! I feel a 100% better today so I'm up for anything."

"Okay, we're leaving at about three so you have some time to get ready. But first I have a question, tells us about your self, all we get is the basic stuff and lovey descriptions from Luke. Michael gulped, had Luke told them about him? Well, it's now or never. He glance over at Luke and the blonde was staring at him, but his blue eyes held an encouraging and comforting tone. Yup, it's time.

"Well, I was born and raised in New York, but I'm guessing you knew that, I um had family problems when I was really young so I was taken in by a really nice family and I guess my name shouldn't really be Michael Clifford, probably Michael Hood." And he knew he was rambling but he couldn't help it. "Um I'm 20, turned that couple weeks before we came.." Michael blushed at the memories, that was the best birthday he has ever had and the night events were amazing. "Oh and um ah-shit-Luke can I talk to you? Sorry guys."

Both boys quickly exited the room, Michael leading the way. "I don't know what to tell them Luke! So do you want me to tell them about my shifting? I don't know what to do.." Michael was pulled into a gentle hug, "Tell them what you want, I don't care. You can tell them about your shifting if you want, just remember that no matter what, I'll be right by your side." Michael nodded into the boys chest. "Mmkay, it's now or never right?" Michael tried to lighten the mood.

They headed back to the room holding multiple concerned looks. "Okay, so, um this will probably sound really weird. But I don't know if anything like this happens around here but over in the states there's some people, who like me, are able to basically shape-shift. They're mostly called shifters and they can transform into animals." Michael didn't bother to look at their faces to scared of what he might see, "And I just happen to be a cat shifter, I can transform into a cat, at any age. And no, I don't know exactly what it affects in my body, there's not exactly a lot of research on this stuff."

It was silent for a few minuets and Michael could see the shock on their faces. But he was amazed that they hadn't thrown any looks of repulsion or anything, "This may be a weird question but can you show us?" Michael turned to Ben and smiled, "Believe it or not but it's not that weird of a question, in fact Luke didn't believe me at first." He laughed lightly at the next question, "Wait, so how did you guys actually meet?" Luke laughed loudly before explaining, "He was my cat, literally, he was living in my apartment with me as a kitten, no joke."

"Anyways, Mikey, you can go into the bathroom and change, I'll stall them." Michael rolled his eyes when the tall blonde winked at him and went to go change. When he was finally into his favorite form he realized it was a little bit harder to walk making him waddle slightly. He ignored it and padded back to the full room. When seeing Luke come into view he meowed softly telling him to pick him up. Even though it was a short walk Michael was already exhausted.

"See! Here he is, oh wow Mikey. Your tummy is kinda swollen, are you okay?" Luke's hands were rubbing Michael's soft tummy and he couldn't help but to let out slight purrs. He squeaked out a meow as a response and was transferred to a new person, this time it was Jack. Jack was softly cooing at him and it was weird considering usually it's only Luke who acts like that and Jack and Luke look alike. He was eventually passed around till he reached Luke once again.

Michael was laying on his side across Luke's lap, his boyfriends hand was running over his tummy as the family talked, it was hitting around two thirty and Michael honestly didn't want to get up and do something. He was purring loudly and stretched even further across Luke before he was scooped up and carried to the younger boys room. He shifted back much to his own protest. "Are you sure you're okay Michael? Your stomach was kinda swollen.."

"I'm fine Luke, see? I'm living, I'm breathing, it's probably just because I was sick for the past little while. See my normal tummy is okay!" He lifted his newly placed shirt showing off his stomach that was perfectly fine accept for a little bit of bloating. "Now come on, I want to actually go out an do something while were here, after all it's not everyday a weird American boy gets to fly practically across the world." Luke just sighed at Michael and the lilac haired boy knew he had won. They got dressed and set off for a day of weird but fun activities.

**This chapter is over 1.5k words so I'm hoping you like it. Also don't forget to leave a comment if you think you know what's going on with all the foreshadowing!! Thank you for reading!! 💖💖**

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