soft spots // ot4

.5 - tutor.

top/side is how luke looks!!!!1!1!1!!1!1!1

when wednesday started, luke dreaded it. he didn't want to go to school, he didn't want to train today, but he forced himself to anyway, and here he is in his last period, math.

today was the first day that michael was going to tutor him, and he talked to michael all last night, setting up the time and where they were going to meet up, The library at 4.

ryan knew about lukes tutoring, and said that from now on, he would have to come early on fridays, and the school knew that now because his mom told the school herself.

the bell rang, telling everyone that class was over. luke slung his bag over his shoulder and headed towards his locker, looking around and sees michael with a boy with a skirt on and brown hair, much like the guy at walmart the other day. hands entwined and heading the opposite direction. luke sighed, entering his locker combination and grabs whatever book they're reading in literature, slamming the door shut.

some of the students looked up at luke, seeing him with a slightly pissed off expression and heading towards the library. luke didn't care, though, walking into the library and heading towards the tables in the back where he would be meeting michael.

michael walked into the library with again, the boy. luke furrowed his eyebrows and had his moment of realization when michael kissed the boy and told him that he would be back later, the boy mumbling a small "okay". michael came over a few moments later, watching the boy leave before coming over.

"okay where are we starting?" michael asked, sitting down with a book and slings his bag on the table.

"wherever you think is best," luke licked his lip and looked at michael, slightly annoyed. "we have an hour to do whatever you think is best, i have to go to the gym after." luke kept ranting on, michael silencing him by slamming his hand down and muttering an "enough."

for the hour, they worked on the worksheet the teacher provided for them. when the bell hit 3:55, luke got up and packed up everything into his bag, looking at michael when he was done. "same thing next week?"

"you're making it sound like we're hooking up." michael scoffed, getting up as well and stretches his back.

"maybe im trying." luke winks jokingly, chucking and slings his backpack over his shoulder. "ill see you next week." and with that, luke walked out of the library, heading out of school and towards his car. he bumped into someone, and looked down to see the boy from walmart and who was with michael.

"sorry for bumping into you," luke started, putting stuff in his car. "i didn't see you."

"it's fine." the boy mumbled under his breath and pulled the hood on over his head. luke recognized it as michaels sweatshirt. "sorry for bumping into you, I wasn't paying attention."

"it's fine..." luke didn't actually know his name, still to this very moment.

"it's calum. but I go by cal." the boy, also known as calum, said shortly after luke trailed off. luke smiled, he finally knew the walmart-boy's name, and he couldn't be any more happier.

"thanks, I'm luke."

"yeah, I know. I see you on tv all the time." and with that, michael came out and jogged over to calum, holding his waist and pecks his lips, making calum giggle and mumble a small "stop. there's someone watching us.." followed by an "I don't care."

and that statement made luke surprised, it made luke want to know what others thought about him, how they talk about him. he got in his car, and drove off, heading towards the gym with a small smile on his face as he hummed to a tune.

when he got there, there were two other cars parked outside except for Lukes and ryans, which made him question why people were here. it's normally a private gym, and noones every there.

luke went inside and put his hoodie up on the rack and his slip-ons by the hooks, heading into his changing room and sets the bag down, opening it and getting changed for practice. he made sure to put on deodorant again, like any other time, to make sure he didn't smell like shit.

he wrapped his hands and slipped on his shoes, tying them and steps out with two water bottles and two gatorades, heading towards his ring. once again, he saw ashton.

ashton was in his ring again, with wade, throwing punches to the pads on wades hands. his face looks red, looking like he's been in there for awhile. luke cleared his throat, making them stop and look at him.

"what did I say about going in my ring, curly?" luke folds his arms against his chest, making Ashton's eyes flash with fear once before matching the smirk on his face and rolls his eyes.

"you said don't go in the ring or I'll beat the shit out of you," he starts. "and since you can't beat the shit out of me, I can do whatever I please."

"ashton. just let him get in his ring. he needs to train for things, you don't." Ryan starts walking towards them from behind luke, bringing lukes gloves and sets them on the bench. ashton steps out of the ring to ryans command, slipping off his gloves and walks past luke, brushing his shoulder.

"hey, I've seen you around. maybe you're not serious when you're not boxing. I'll slip my number into your shoe. hit me up sometime." Ashton whispered and with that, ashton left luke standing there, cheeks red and Ryan staring at him.

luke just shook his head and stepped into the ring, getting ready, I don't need to do anything, I don't want anything to do with him.

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