Punk & Pink (Muke)

1.6

Luke:

What's been happening in your world?

What have you been up to?

I heard that you fell in love

Or near enough

I gotta tell you the truth...

Cassandra looks at me with a big smile, I do not know how she did it but she got her brother to drive to my uncle's house and pick me up. I put half of my upper body out of the window while we speed down on the highway. The music is blasting from the speakers and I feel so alive! I feel like I have been dead until now.

"Luke for fuck's sake you are going to get me a ticket!" Cassandra's brother William says while laughing at my behavior.

"This is what this song and late night drives does to me!" I laugh out and I just scream the lyrics out in the cold air.

"Snap out of it!" I scream together with the song playing and Cassandra who is in the backseat starts laughing really loudly at my scream.

Forever isn't for everyone

Is forever for you?

It sounds like settling down or giving up

But it don't sound much like you girl

We keep speeding down the highway and I know we are going way too fast for it to be legal but right now I don't care. I sit down again and rest my arms on the car while putting my head on it so my head is laying outside of the car and I can feel the wind grabbing my hair and pushing it back.

I feel happy.

The small light green numbers in the car shows me that the time is 1am and I can honestly say I have never felt more awake before.

I sit on the chair at the table and I feel like I'm someone else, like I don't belong here like I'm so out of place.

"Oh Luke I am so happy to see you grew out of that girl phase you had." I look at one of my uncle's work mates and just give him a small smile. I am not going to tell him that I didn't and that I'm just like this because I have to.

He leaves pretty fast after he said that, I feel like that is the only thing people have said to me... the only person who didn't say it was my grandma... She asked me why I had to cover up my normal fabulous self. That's the reason why she's my favorite relative.

I take up my phone and scroll through Twitter for a while. I tweet Michael and I smile when he RT my tweet, I feel so special because he notice me and acts like I'm not just another fan. I like the feeling of actually not only being one of everyone.

It's nice to have someone who cares about me and likes me for who I am and accepts me for all my flaws...

But then again maybe Michael only does this because it looks good that he is talking to someone who's different from the "normal" guys... I hate stereotypical.

I have seen that lots of people on Tumblr love how open he is to people who isn't what the society want us to be.

I text Cassandra and complain about this... my dad is so drunk and he doesn't want to leave so I won't be able to get out of here until a few more hours... I hate this.