star wars [muke]

chapter six

TEARS ARE SPENT ON YOUR LAST PRETENSE

Time feels like it goes incredibly slow when you're waiting for sometime to happen, it did for Luke anyway. After that party, the one where Michael took his kiss and 'jerking off' virginity, he never sent a glance towards the blond and it practically killed him.

Luke was raised with high expectations and felt like shit when something didn't go his way, even as bratty as that sounds. He had high expectations with Michael just like he did with everything. He doesn't know why he has these expectations and he doesn't know why he thought something would happen with him. For God's sake, Luke was probably the most hated and lamest kid in their grade add that with the fact that Michael's own best friend curses the ground Luke walks on. It just doesn't look that good

The shitty feeling that he was used sticks to him like glue through the whole day and it just worsens as he sits down at his desk in AP Calc, the same and only class Michael and Luke share. His teacher probably can feel his shit from a mile a way by the way he's been sending glances towards Luke. He even asked him if he was okay and that just pushed more of a shitty feeling on him, feeling eyes on him and the whispers around him. He rushes out the classroom, ignoring the calls from the teacher and literally throws himself into a stall and pulls his legs up like a fucking toddler. Sniffles come from Luke's nose as he hears footsteps enter the bathroom, he hopes it's Michael but it's not he knows by the shoes, the Converse he would wear, were instead, Nikes. It's of fucking course Calum Hood.

The look on Luke's face when he opens the door is pure dread because he knows Calum is just going to pick on him for crying, for not being a 'real' man. He's being a pussy and should grow up. He cannot stand that stupid fucker.

A laugh comes out of the tan boys' lips right when he sees the tears dripping off Luke's face and onto his tee shirt, his lip trembles as he pushes his glasses up his nose. "Fuck you, Calum. I hate you!" His voice cracks as he raises the octave of his voice.

He shrugs like this is a daily thing, making people cry harder than they should and have people tell him they hate him. Hell, it probably is.

Luke rushes out the bathroom, ignoring that all of his shit is in the classroom, he ignores the secretary as she screams at him to get back inside as he pushes the double doors open and walk out them.

Time finally fucking moves as Luke lets out a loud sob and starts to walk home.

HAPPY NEW YEAR !!!!!!!