Writing With A Poison Pen (Muke Clemmings)

Just a nightmare

*MICHAEL POV*

I open my eyes and find myself in an old garage. I shake my head unsure on how I ended up here. I look around at the familiar room. I walk around and my legs are shaky but manage to stay up. My feet feel cemented to the ground. I look at the walls and see drawings and marks I remember putting on these walls. I shake my head again. I look to the corner of the room and see the brown old creaky door. The door almost doesn't shut completely. I quickly walk over and open the door. 

I almost scream when I see someone I recognize. Instead, I just watch Luke as he comes towards me. "Michael... What are you doing here? You don't need to be here. You don't need to follow me everywhere." I am taken by surprise at his words. "Luke, whats going on? How did I get here? Last I remember I was just sitting on the couch.." His eyes go grey and dark. I look at him confused. "Luke?" I ask when he doesn't reply. I look away from him for a second to check our surroundings. I see a few things that haven't moved since I was here nine months ago. I look back at where Luke was standing but, he's no longer there. I shake my head really confused. What was going on? 

I walk towards the old house and stop at the door that's partially open. I push it open a bit more and walk in. "Hello?" I yell. "Mom?" I ask. "Dad?" There's no reply. I walk to the kitchen and then the living room. Their stuff is all around the room but no sign of them. I walk to the boot room. Their shoes are still here. 

I walk to the stairs and slowly walk up but stop halfway when I hear a noise from downstairs. I feel goosebumps form all around my body. I walk down the stairs and I hear a noise from behind me. I turn around and come face to face with a distraught and sad looking Luke. I notice his outfit is his old Blink 182 band shirt, and black skinny jeans matched with an old pair of vans. I recognize the outfit as the outfit his wore when he left the band. I start to think about that day when suddenly a yell snaps me out of it. "WAKE UP MICHAEL" Someone yells. I look at Luke quickly but his mouth wasn't moving and it wasn't his voice. It was Calum.

I suddenly bolt up from the nightmare and look around. I'm surprised to find that I was actually sad it was just a dream. The old house, the garage had all seemed so real. But nothing felt more real then how close Luke was to me. How his presence felt. Even though he seemed so upset, so hurt. Him being around felt like one of the best dreams ever. And I am thoroughly hurt when Calum says, "It was just a nightmare." 

(A/N: So yeah that was chapter one. I hope you enjoy it. I will try and update in a few days, maybe sooner depending on school. I hope ya'll have a lovely few days.)