Summer Camp | 5SOS

7

"Pst," Lucas heard Michael whisper. "Lucas."

"What the- how did you get into the counselors cabin?" Lucas asked and raised up.

"Long story. Can you come with me?" Michael whispered.

"What time is it?" Lucas asked and reached to turn on the lights, but Michael quickly stopped him.

"It's 3:30 am. Don't turn on the lights, it'll just disturb the others. Can you please come with me?" Michael asked and Lucas sighed before pushing his blanket off and standing up.

"Where are we going so early in the morning, Michael? You're insane."

"I need to show you something." Michael replied.

"This better be important."

Lucas then followed Michael out of the cabin and Michael shined a flashlight on his arm after they got outside.

"What the? Michael, what happened to your arm?! It's all bruised and swollen." Lucas said quietly and Michael sighed.

"Long story."

"I've got all the time in the world." Lucas replied.

"It's embarrassing..." Michael said and Lucas rolled his eyes.

"Can't be as embarrassing as you getting excited about Calum giving you a wedgie the other day." Lucas said and Michael blushed.

"Okay, anyways. I got my arm stuck between a shelf and the wall in the bathroom. I think it's broken." Michael said and Lucas sighed.

"Why didn't you go to the nurse? There's nothing I can do about it." Lucas said and Michael shrugged.

"I guess I wanted the comfort of my boyfriend."

Lucas then took Michael's good arm and led him to the nurse's office. Michael was actually crying a little bit, but he would never admit to that.

"What happened to you, kid?" Cristin asked when she saw Michael's arm.

"Got his arm stuck. He thinks it may be broken, but I say it's just a sprain." Lucas said and Cristin nodded her head a bit.

"Let me take a look."

"I've been here so much lately. I'm always getting hurt somehow." Michael said and sighed a bit.

"Klutz." Lucas said and playfully nudged him.

"Hush."

After checking Michael's arm out, Cristin managed to figure out that it was nothing more than a minor sprain, so she gave him a brace and told him to come back in the next few days so she could check on it.

"Thanks," Michael muttered to Cristin as he and Lucas walked out.

"Now, who else do you know that would take care of a minor sprain at 3:45 am?" Lucas said with a slight smile as he and Michael walked around a little.

"My mom." Michael replied.

"She a nurse? Or a doctor?"

"She used to be. She quit her job after something happened and depression hit her."

"Oh.. That sucks." Lucas said and Michael shrugged.

"She's a little better now, I guess. But I don't know. Sometimes she still seems a little sad."

"Do you mind me asking what happened?" Lucas asked.

"My dad died, and soon after she had a miscarriage. It's all been a big mess for the past few years." Michael shrugged his shoulders and looked down.

"Oh. I'm sorry.."

"It's whatever.."

"I really am sorry. That must be hard."

"Can you just.. Can you hold me for a while?" Michael asked and Lucas nodded.