⋱ michael⋰
i stormed back into my new apartment, fuming. i was going to make the blonde boy wish he had never messed with me.
i waited to make my first attack. at 2 in the morning, i began to blast white girl music at top volume. first, i started off with a heathy dose of taylor swift. then, i continued into some meghan traitor. a/n if this is your music taste im not trying to shame you, in this story luke just doesn't like it.
i heard blonde boy rise and say "what the fuck?" i love thin walls.
i decided to add to the torture. i leaned my head up to the door and began to sing dear future husband at the top of my lungs. then i proceeded to stand up on my bed and belt all the lyrics to little mixes hair.
"FUCK OFF" the blonde yelled, his voice still groggy from sleep.
I laughed and continued singing the annoyingly catchy chorus.
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pride/muke
Fanfiction"wow...you're-you're really flaunting it, aren't you?" "kinda like you're flaunting that boner." or in which luke meets a spontaneous michael at a gay pride parade.
