Thorn Bush +Muke ✔

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When I got in the car, I immediately handed over my new Galaxy phone. It was pretty, rose gold, and I loved it, but I handed it over.

"What's this?" Mum asked.

"My phone." I replied.

She sighed and handed it back, "Well what makes you think I want it?"

"aren't I grounded?" I asked.

Mum shook her head and turned the car off. It was drizzling, the small pitter-patter of the raindrops hitting the windows and roof the only sound.

"Michael...have i ever told you about how..." She bit her lip, trying to figure out how to start her story. "Before your dad, when I was 19, I met a boy. I fell in love with him and we met at a party. We danced all night and we kissed. I knew I was in love, but I had a boyfriend, your dad."

I nodded, staring right back at her.

"Your father ended up punching the guy and we haven't talked since-"

"That sucks." I mumbled.

She laughed and reached over to brush my hair back, "I still love him and I think if that night wouldn't ended differently, we would be together. I'm not saying I didn't want you!"

I smiled at her rush to make sure everything was okay with me.

"I'm just saying...i don't want this party and this incident to impact you and Luke. Because I see in Luke's eyes, what I saw in that boy's eyes and its love. And its for you, Michael. I know Luke loves you."

I wrapped my arms around him, both of us crying.

"I love you, Mum." I mumbled through the tears.

"I love you, Michael. You're the best son I could ask for."

|Luke|

I snuck out. Well, its not sneaking out if no ones home. Or alive...i don't think. My grandpa's old.

It was pretty easy getting out of the house. Everyone was out shopping, except for my grandpa who was in the middle of a day-long nap and was 'babysitting' me.

Now I was in Michael's yard, tossing rocks up to his window. The window popped open and Michael looked down at me.

"Hello, Mr. Romantic." He called softly.

I smiled up at him, "Come down?"

He held up one finger and disappeared into his room again. I stuck my hands in my pockets, looking up at his window.

Michael eventually came back to the window, no longer dressed in his pajamas. He carefully ducked through the window pane and crept down the porch roof.

He sat down at the edge and I extended my arms out.

"Don't let me fall." He squeaked, his fingers digging against the gutter.

"I won't. Just jump." I replied.

He carefully jumped off the roof and I caught him. I spun him around before gently putting his small, bare feet on the concrete. I smiled and ran my hand down his side, feeling the red fabric of his skirt against my palm.

"Hey you with the red dress on." I sung quietly.

Michael smiled, wrapping his arms around my waist and setting his head on my chest, "I love when you sing to me."

I set my chin on top of his head and breathed in his vanilla perfume.

"How long are you grounded for?" Michael murmured.

"Two weeks." I huffed.

"That's all break." Michael cried out unhappily.

"I know." I sighed, running my hand down his back.

A gust of wind whipped past us, making Michael shiver and cling to me. I tugged my leather jacket off and wrapped it around him. He started to thank me but got cut off when his phone started to frantically buzz.

"Its Ben..he has your phone..they'll be there is five minutes...I know you're with your lover boy that's why im texting him." He read.

I swore and pulled Michael close again, I hungrily kissed him, not giving him time to react.

"I love you." I said quickly before rushing down the street.

I didn't think Ben would do that so I didn't bring my car for the chance of them noticing I was out. I raced down the sidewalks, dodging people and bikes and random toys in the way.

I need an excuse. I was sweaty and couldn't catch my breath, and need an excuse. I couldn't say the dog got out, Molly was much too old and lazy to run.

Neighbors' cat got out! Yeah, that'll work.

I was a few seconds early, my mum's car pulling into the driveway just as I stepped onto the lawn.

"Where did you go!?" She demanded.

"Newman's cat...got...out..." I huffed, pointing down the street, "Took off..chased it..oh god.."

I just did more running then I've ever done and I seriously regret it. Then Ben spoke up.

"Are you going to pass out or puke? Either way I want to record it."

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Cuteish...weirdish chapter?

~Cookie Xx