Keep Quiet ; muke {COMPLETED}

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Michael was heading to the mall after his tutoring session with Mr. Hemmings, or now his boyfriend.

Michael needed to buy some things for his mum at Victoria Secrets, and maybe Michael was gonna get some things for his own.

He made his way to the store and headed to the panties section.

After trying them on for himself and buying for him and his mum, he left the store and went to the foot court to have some food.

He placed the bags on the floor and began to eat his food at a table.

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Michael the fag."

Michael looked up and was face to face with the one and only,

Pete Wentz.

"P-please l-leave me a-alone."
Michael said with a hint of sadness in his voice.

"Do you know why I'm here Michael?"

Michael shook his head no.

"I'm here to beat the living crap out of you. You fag turned my body Dan gay. Gay people don't deserve to be here. Now I'm gonna give you five seconds to grab your stuff and run."

And Michael did.

He grabbed his stuff and ran like his life depended on it.

As he was running to his home, he tripped over a rock, which caused him to fall on his elbow and make the lilac haired boy cry out in pain.

Pete was standing in front of him, looking down at the boy.

"Pathetic."

And Pete did what he wanted to do, he beat Michael up.

He kicked him in the stomach and face. He kicked him everywhere.

Michael cried for help. Cried and cried and cried, but no one was around, nobody heard the young boy.

Pete laughed and laughed until he got tired of Michael.

"Bye Michael. See you on Monday." Pete said, kicked him one last time, and left.

Michael couldn't move.

He felt lifeless.

He felt worthless.

After minutes of trying, Michael finally was able to take his phone out and was able to call someone that can help him.

Michael called him and then slowly closed his eyes and drifted off.

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Michael woke up with a pounding headache and in a bed.

Then all the memories of earlier that day came to him.

Michael looked around the room, but couldn't tell who it belonged too.

He was sure he called Ashton. He didn't want Luke to worry. But then again, he could barley see who he was calling because of his dizziness.

Michael sat up and called for someone.

He heard footsteps come upstairs to his room and was face to face with a kiwi looking boy.

Michael began to panic(! At the disco) when he saw someone he didn't know facing him.

"Who are you?! Please don't hurt me!"

The kiwi boy laughed at Michael and spoke up,

"Don't worry. I'm Luke's best friend. I'm Calum. I'm also his roommate."

Michael sighed in relief.

"I-i thought you were gonna h-hurt me. Where's Luke?"

"He went to get you food. He was really worried when you called him."

"I didn't mean to call him. I-I meant to call my b-best friend. A-Ashton."

"Ashton. What a pretty name."

Michael giggled and Calum smiled at the lilac haired boy.

A few seconds later, the front door opened.

"I'm home!" Luke yelled.

Luke placed the food down at the counter and headed upstairs.

Calum was walking downstairs and stood in front of Luke.

"He's awake. Make him feel better okay?"

Luke nodded and rushed to his room.

He swung the door opened which caused Michael to flinch, but then smiled because it was Luke.

"Baby. Are you okay?" Luke has asked as he sat down next to Michael.

"No daddy. Daddy?" Michael asked while he rubbed his eyes which made Luke look at the younger boy in awe.

"Yes princes?"

"Can we please cuddle?"

"Of course princess."

And with that, they both cuddled and talk about all the small things.
(cough cough)

A/N- decided to double update bc I'm sure I forgot to update last week (: