You & I~Muke

-Michael-

im sorry this will suck ass and hasnt been edited bc i'm busy and my laptop is dying but feel free to leave your opinions and i have so many goof exciting plans for this fic!! thank you all, i love you so much and remember your important and beautiful, ilyasmmmm::)))xxx

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I'm visibly shaking by the time Ray has walked away and I guess I'm not breathing again because everyone's staring at me.

Not that it's any different to usual, because everyone always stares at me, and I don't know why, maybe it's because I'm ugly, or I dress different to most boys, and I guess people don't think that.

But I also think they need to get over it; because at the end of the day I don't go around staring at people because it's just common sense to be that polite; but hey, we all know polite isn't highschoolers' best tactic.

"Michael, you can do it," Luke strokes my hands, his fingers delicate against my skin, trying to do it quietly, because no one wants to see me freak out and no one wants anyone to stare because oh, aren't I terribly embarrassing. "Come on baby, it's okay, you're okay, he's gone, Michael, he's gone."

Oxygen seems hard to breathe, but I guess somehow it's finding it's way into my system, and I haven't quite passed out just yet.

"He's g-gone." I nod, and I repeat the words to myself because it seems hard to listen to Luke, for some reason.

"That's it, Mikey. He's gone." Pink lips bloom a smile, and he bites his lip ring slightly; it takes a few seconds of hesitation, but I smile a little back. Nuzzling my head into his chest quickly, he hugs me, and I take in his attractive scent of his faint cologne and cigarettes.

I release a breath into his clothes and he hugs me a bit tighter than usual, and I'm not sure if that reflects more on me or him. "Everything is okay, lets go to next period?"

"Y-yeah, s-sure..." I say, pulling away and linking my fingers with his again before heading to next period; and if I told you I was expecting Noah to be afraid, and Noah to be nice I would be lying.

Because I'd never expect that.

Sitting down next to Luke in science, Noah is on the other side of me with his girl friend, and for once he doesn't say anything to me, and instead he kind of smiles which surprises me, but I smile back.

It's another 20 minutes before he does anything out of the ordinary, and it's when sir tells us to talk to our partners, that he turns to Luke and I.

"D-do you know that Ray?"

The pair of us laugh.

"K-Know?" I say. "I k-know h-him t-too well."

Noah laughs, not at me, not bitterly, but with me.

Something I could never have guessed would happen.

"yeah," he continues to smile at me, and I continue to smile back; I mean, there's a high possibility he's fucking with me, just screwing me over, and making me believe that maybe he can be nice. "He's a fucking dick."
"Glad we agree on something," Luke chuckles, without joining eyes with Noah, and I guess this is the first mildly pleasant conversation they've shared since the PowerPoint, and I guess I'm proud of Luke for not being bitter and respecting the moment. "If I didn't know better, I would think your scared?"

A grin grows on Luke's lips and I can't say I spoke too soon because he's not being rude... just getting his bitter satisfaction.

Noah rolls his eyes but doesn't reply for a while and when he does, it's a different subject.