ghost of you [muke]

- ̗̀eleven ̖́- isn't too much different

one man can change the world 彡 big sean
〈13 years ago〉

Michael laid beside his best friend, the fifteen year olds were laying on top of the roof, knowing if one of them did one slight movement that they could die.

It didn't bother them as much as it should have.

"Do you think we could make it?" He whispers, nudging Luke's foot and holding onto his hand.

"I... Um, I guess so, y'know if we work hard enough." He stutters, squeezing Michael's hand and feeling tears seep to his waterline. Being in a band that was trying to get somewhere was really stressful sometimes.

"Don't cry, Lukey, we can do it!" Michael cheers, sitting up and rubbing his thumb across Luke's chubby cheeks.

Luke smiles, a sad smile, but it was still a smile. "Michael?"

"Yeah?"

"Can I try something?"

"Sure," he whispers, getting the hint and leaning into Luke's touch, their lips connecting and both of them melting into the kiss.

They would forget about it anyways.

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