10:Explaining Myself.

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Luke's POV

I walk home slowly. I was scared to come home. I didn't wanna explain myself.

I get home eventually and I get to the front door. I slowly open it and walk inside.

I had my head down and I shut the front door. I look up and see everyone in the living room staring at me.

"Luke... Can you tell us why you're all over the news?" Ashton asks angrily.

I shrug innocently. "Luke you need to tell them why you went so crazy." He says. I bow my head down, ashamed.

"Come sit down Luke." He nods his head as an okay. I slowly walk over to the couch and sit down where nobody was really close to me. I was ashamed.

"Tell them Luke." Ashton says sternly. I sigh.

"I-I didn't take my medicine..." I stutter.

"Medicine for what?" Calum asks worriedly.

I sigh again. "I have a personality disorder. I have to take this medicine and if- if I don't take it I go back to who I use to be... I'll have sex, do drugs, kill people, drink, I'll do anything I can." I say on the verge of tears.

"I-I shouldn't have done what I did. I shouldn't have killed them, I shouldn't have burned there building down, I shouldn't have gotten drunk... I shouldn't of had sex." I admit sobbing and rocking back and forth. Everyone gasps and Michael freezes.

"Who'd you have sex with?" Michael asks through clenched teeth.

"This girl I don't even know. Arzaylea. It meant nothing to me Michael I swear I just- I got drunk and I didn't know what I was doing!" I sob.

"Do you promise, swear on your life, it meant nothing." Michael says.

I nod vigorously. "It didn't mean I thing I swear on my life! I don't even know her! Kris told me her name this morning when I left." I say.

"Why were you with kris?!" Ash asks angrily.

"I-I... Don't have an excuse." I look down.

"Luke he's bad! He's the reason you went to jail when you were 15 years old! He's the reason you're like this! Luke don't speak to him anymore. I don't know what we'd do if you were that person again! And another question! Why aren't you taking your medicine?!" He asks. My nostrils flair. I tried to keep my temper under control but Ashton was making it extremely hard.

"I left them in Australia because I didn't want Michael to know! I DIDN'T WANT ANYONE TO KNOW ASHTON! I DIDN'T WANT THE FIRST TIME WE MET TO BE BAD! I DIDN'T- I didn't want him to hate me... It think I'm a freak like everyone else..." I go quiet.

"Lukey I could never hate you. I love you. I don't care if you take medicine. As long as it helps it's okay!" Michael says wiping a tear off my cheek with his thumb.

"I love you too Michael. Forever plus a day." I smile.

"Forever plus a day." He smiles back

*5 years later*

Michaels POV

Things have gotten worse. Luke's become a bad person. We've gotten a lot of fans... We've made ourselves a career... But I just... I just wish Luke wasn't how he was.

All of a sudden the door slammed open. I was in Luke and I's room at the hotel listening to music.

He was drunk... Again.

"hey you piece of shit." I wince at his harsh voice. Full of hate.

"Hi Luke." I say softly.

"WHAT DID I SAY ABOUT YOU TALKING TO ME WITHOUT PERMISSION?!" He screams. I slaps me hard against the face and I wince. He goes and locks the door. Like he always does when he hits me.

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