For a Good Time, Call | Mashton/Malum ( #Wattys2017 )

[12] Confession Hour

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Dedicated to: @ashton__tho because I am utterly in love with the new cover! :) Thanks, boo! 

He knew that he should've contacted his best friend, but Michael just continued to lock himself away from everyone. Why put himself in the predicament of yet another scolding? It wasn't going to be about the lying so much as it was going to be about how desperate signing up for Heaven's Gates looked. Speaking of, he hadn't even checked that profile in ages. He couldn't bring himself to. 

He missed Ashton. Every piece of him wanted to text him and ask him to talk, ask him if they could start their deal again, but Michael was too gutless to even send a simple 'hi'. He didn't care that he used to have feelings for Ashton. Those feelings had dissipated by now. Michael only missed Ashton. He missed the friendship. Their funny conversations from when they weren't having sex. It was all just a short lived memory.

Michael quickly turned on his Spotify playlist, not wanting to be alone with his mind anymore. He went back to making his cold ham and cheese sandwich, trying not to cringe at the food. It had been a while since he had been to the grocery store and he was running out of food. He didn't even like ham and cheese normally, so he didn't understand why he even had it in his refrigerator. After putting together the unwanted sandwich while rocking out to My Chemical Romance, there was a soft knock on Michael's front door.

The boy's head snapped in the direction as he paused the music. He wanted to get his hopes up because he knew that the only person that would knock would be Ashton. That was who he wanted it to be and he was ready for it to be him. Cautiously but quickly, Michael made his way to the door, bracing himself not to melt and cry into Ashton's arms right away since they might not be as welcoming as he hopes they would be. 

But as soon as he opened the door, he felt his heart drop.

"Spencer? What are you doing here?" Michael asked, not meaning for it to come out as rude as it did.

"I'm here because I have to talk to you," Spencer said calmly. 

As much as he didn't want to, Michael let in his (ex?) best friend's boyfriend. "I guess, come on in. If you want a ham and cheese sandwich, I would decide against it. I'm not sure where the ham came from."

Spencer let out a chuckle. "It's fine. I already had lunch before I came here anyway."

Spencer took a seat on the couch and Michael took a seat on his recliner, munching on his sandwich, trying not to have a grimace on his face. The two were quiet for a few minutes, the only noise that was filling the room was Michael's quiet crunching. 

"So...what brings you here?" Michael asked after swallowing.

"I wanted to talk to you about Luke. Naturally, he told me about what happened between the two of you the other day and the whole thing about Ashton," Spencer began. Michael fought every urge in him to keep from rolling his eyes. "But I'm not here to lecture you about it. I'm here to encourage you and confess to you."

Michael looked at him, confused. "Confess? What the hell are you confessing to?"

"I'll get to that in a minute. What I want to encourage you to do is talk to Luke. He's your best friend and you can't just throw away a bond as strong as yours over something like this," Spencer continued. "He's been really out of it ever since that day. He's been acting sad and depressed and I can imagine that you're the same way. You're both suffering, so you might as well speak to each other."

"Did you ever consider my side of the story? Because just my explanation alone explains why I don't want to talk to him. I'm not going to get fucking lectured or placed under so much judgment. It's exhausting to me and I don't have time for it," Michael told him.