luke's pov ✧
if you were to take a glance at me, even for the tiniest second, you'd get the wrong impression. my body is filled with tattoos and piercings and you'd expect me to be some rebellious teenager, right?
wrong. im the total opposite. i mean, yeah, i got tattoos at a young age and ive been drunk before, but that doesn't make me bad.
people are scared of me. and this makes everything 10x harder in school; like today...
"hey luke," ashton comes up to me as im at my locker, my only friend in this big school.
"hey ash," i said, grabbing my notebook and shutting my locker. i could hear ashton trailing off about someone he likes but that didn't catch my attention.
what caught my attention was the lilac haired boy that i was always interested in. not because he stuck out-- well maybe.
but it was more because he was quiet. not necessarily mute, but extremely quiet. he seemed so innocent, and naive and... pure? but then again, he didn't have any friends to tell him all about-
"are you listening?" my head snapped back to ashton. i forgot he was there and that seems bad but-- the lilac haired boy is just so..,
"ash? do you know that boys name?" i asked ashton quietly. he looked to
where i was pointing and nodded.
"yeah, that's michael. he seems like a weird kid, id not hang out with him."
michael.
that's a name ill remember.
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a/n: okay this is basically a filler: michael hasn't always gone to lukes school, he moved in three months ago.
thoughts? ✧
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broken ✧ muke
Fanfiction"somethings wrong with him ashton." "he's broken." the one where michael has a secret and wont tell anyone why he's so sad.
