Sweetheart • muke •

Chapter Thirteen

•April•

You've been with me for 5 months.

Luke's eyes fluttered open. His bright blue orbs becoming exposed to the soft rays of sunshine streaming in from the cracked curtains. The blonde yawned, stretching his arms above his head with a small breath of contentment. Luke rolled out of Michael's bed, planting his bare feet on the cold wooden floor.

The small boy looked in the mirror that was hanging on the back of Michael's door, a frown making its way onto his slightly chapped lips. He was clad in only a soft white pair of panties, decorated in pretty little flowers and a baby blue trimming. Luke thought the panties were a pretty contrast to the ugly scars and bruises that scattered his upper body.

Luke ran his fingers over the small purple patches that lived on his collarbones and trailed down to his jutting ribs then all along his visible hipbones. Luke sighed heavily, walking over to Michaels dresser and opening the top drawer. The blonde picked out one of the older boys tee shirts and slid it over his head, letting it pool down to his knees. Luke smiled softly to himself as he left Michael's room and made his way down the stairs.

Michael was sitting on the couch, a bowl of cereal in his hands and another on the table. He was watching 2 broke girls, laughing softly every once in a while. Luke quietly walked up to the couch and sat down. Michael looked over and smiled at Luke. Luke returned the smile as Michael handed him his bowl of cereal.

"Good morning, sweetheart"
Michael greeted.

"G'morning Mikey"
Luke quietly said, picking up his
spoon and scooping some of the
chocolate cereal into his mouth.

"Do you wanna do something
today? Maybe go out and see a
movie with Calum and Ashton?"
Michael asked. Luke furrowed his eyebrows, swallowing his cereal as he looked over at Michael.

"And you?"
Luke asked in a small whisper. Michael smiled gently, scooting closer to Luke as he set him bowl down on the coffee table.

"If you want me to come
I will. You've been here for five
months and I just thought you'd might
want to spend a little time with them"
Michael explained, gently brushing his fingertips over lukes exposed legs. Luke slowly nodded, setting his cereal bowl down so he could cuddle into Michael's side.

"Will you come with us?
B-but only i-if you want t-to"
Luke stuttered, fisting Michaels
shirt in fear that he would say no.

"Of course I'll come, sweetheart.
Do you want to call Ashton
and Calum to ask if they're busy?"
Michael asked.

"Yes please"
Luke whispered, laying his head down on Michael's lap so he was facing the ceiling. Michael reached over Luke and grabbed his phone from the coffee table. He unlocked it and handed it to luke, running his fingers through the blondes soft hair as he dialed Calum's number. The blonde stretched his legs along the couch as he pressed Michael's phone to his ear.

"Hi Cally"
Luke chirped with a small smile as he pushed his head towards Michael's hip, snuggling into the fabric of his shirt.

"Yeah I'm good. Do you and
Ashy wanna go to the movies today?"
Luke asked, fiddling with the hem of his- Michael's- shirt. Michael couldn't hear what Calum was saying so he simply watched the way Luke rubbed his legs together. His pale, skinny legs were smooth and bruise free, a beautiful contrast to the rest of his brush infested body.

"C-can Mikey come?"
Luke asked, hesitantly. Michael looked down at Luke's face, just in time to see his eyebrows furrowed and his bottom lips jut out.

"B-but I don't wanna go without him"
Luke whispered into the phone. Michael rolled his eyes, Calum was obviously still bitter about Luke wanting to stay with Michael rather than him.

"Okay. Thank you, Cally. Love you too" Luke smiled. The blonde hung up the phone before leaping up from his laying down position.

"Cally said he doesn't like you
but if I want you to come then he wants you to come but he won't be happy about it. Why doesn't Cally like you? You're
the best and you've been great to me"
Luke rambled, his voice quiet and curious. Michael chuckled, wrapping his arms around the blondes waist and bringing him onto his lap. Luke blushed profusely, wrapping his arms around Michaels torso and laying his head on the older boys shoulder.

"He'll learn to like me,
sweetheart. Why don't you go get
some clothes on and we'll get going"
Michael suggested. Luke nodded excitedly, jumping off of Michael's lap and running towards Michael's room where all of his clothes were folded neatly in two drawers.

Luke smiled every time he opened Michael's drawer and saw his own clothes.

Luke was happy.