i skipped the airplane ride because i've never been on one (and i don't plan to bcim terrified of flying) and i wouldn't know how or what would happen in the plane. I can't do research bc just thinking about going in a plane scares me so yeah
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Luke and Michael held hands as they walked out of the taxi and to the hotel. The other boys had taken a different taxi and probably were already here and in there hotel rooms. Luke and Michael were the last to arrive and they had a small dinner to go to tonight just to introduce everyone for the wedding tomorrow. Luke was excited to meet all of Michael's relatives and mother and his soon to be step father.
They wanted to invite Jack and Ben but Luke didn't want to, instead asking them to watch over the house while they're gone.
Luke and Michael got their keys and went to the elevator. They were on the sixth floor and their room was next to Ashton and Calum's and in front of Harry and Louis' room.
They got up there, Luke falling asleep on Michael's shoulder. He had slept the entire plane ride, being too afraid to stay awake. He was still tired and he didn't know what jet lag meant but he thinks he has it.
They make it to their floor and Luke unlocked the hotel room because Michael was carrying all the bags. Michael dropped them on the floor and plopped onto the bed. Luke soon joined him and they cuddled for a while before they fell asleep.
Luke woke up abruptly about five hours later. It was 5:30 pm and someone was knocking on their door impatiently. Luke looked down and saw that Michael must've woken up and changed his clothes into more comfortable ones because he doesn't remember wearing his white long sleeve crop top and white boy shorts.
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Luke got up and passed a mirror, cringing at his bed head. He definitely wasn't going to answer the door looking like that. He quickly grabbed a random hat from his bag, which happened to be a white sailor moon one, and rushed to the door.
He opened it with a tired smile and saw a man no older than eighteen standing there. He looked oddly familiar with dark brown hair and green eyes.
"H-hi." Luke squeaked. The man looked up from his phone and gasped at Luke. He wasn't expecting to see such a beautiful boy in such a revealing outfit answering the door.
He then smirked at the boy, forgetting that he came there for Michael. "Hey, babe. What's your name, darling?" he asked and the way his words rolled off his tongue sounded so familiar.
"Luke." he said quietly, looking down shyly.
A large hand came and picked his face up from his chin and an arm snake around his waist, pulling him closer to the man. Their bodies were touching and Luke didn't like it at all. Michael was the only one who should be touching him like that.
"L-let go-"
"Luke, babe, who's at the door?" a groggy sounding Michael asked and soon he came to the door, eyes widening at the sight. He snatched Luke away and pushed him lightly behind him while he stepped closer to the man.
