All I Ever Want Is You.

3.

Albeit all that had happened Luke started hanging around Calum and Michael more, him and Calum got along far better than Michael as to be expected.

Secret glances at each other and playing it off if they got caught by the other or if they looked at the same time, awkward hand touches when passing each other, so many things that Calum picked up.

He was going to scream.

How dare those two boys blatantly go flaunting their love for each other but one has internalised homophobia-he looked it up the other night-and the other too shy and too in denial to admit they're crushing hard.

How dare he fall in love with his best friend when oh so obviously Luke is perfect for him.

How dare he fall for the one that's been there for him for years, how could he do that to Michael when the green eyed boy had Luke?

So Calum figured the best way to make it up to them was to get them together.

"Hey Michael wanna hang at your place later today?" Calum asked as Michael snapped out of his daze whilst unbeknownst to the blond boy, or so he thought, staring at him.

"Huh? Oh, yeah sure. I don't know why you ask, it's not like I'm busy." Michael nodded, Calum scoffed "You might've been busy fucking Luke."

Michael looked at him incredulously "What are you talking about!? I don't like Luke end of story!"

Calum gave him a look but waved it off anyways, saved by the bell as it rang said boy looked up "I got history now but I'll see you at your house. Peace!" and walked off.

Michael waved at Calum before turning back to the blond who still felt the burning gaze on him and ferociously tried-and failed-to fight back his blush.

Calum sent Luke a text saying almost the same thing as soon as he turned the corner, 'Hey Luke,' it read 'You and me are going over to Michael's house if that's cool with you.'

He thought for a moment and sent it anyway, the response was almost immediate.

'Uh sure, after school right? I'm not busy, meet you there!'

Calum's smirked, hopefully his plan would play out perfectly.
Honestly he was getting a bit, well more than a bit, sick of seeing them being so unknowingly shy boyfriends.

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Later that day Luke showed up at his doorstep, lacking Calum.

And of course after Luke told him his mom was at work and wouldn't be able to pick him up, Michaels eyes became soft and he let him in.

And if they ended up in his bed an half an hour later, who needed to know?

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Soft pants filled the room as the two boys made out, Michaels hand toying at the bottom hem of Luke's shirt. Pulling back and looking at him for confirmation, Luke nodded. His pupils blown wide, Michael slid his hand under his shirt and up his skinny stomach, leaning down and kissing his neck.

Luke moaned slightly as Michael softly nipped his neck, turning his head so the green eyed boy would get a better angle.

After sucking 3 hickeys into the left collar bone of the boy he kissed up to Luke's mouth again and licked his lips, Luke let his tongue slip in and pushed his hands through the other boys hair and tugged.

Michael pulled back and looked deeply into Luke's eyes, all that was heard throughout the silence of the room was heavy breathing and the ticking of a clock somewhere out in the hall.

"Luke," Michael began, Luke's breath hitched and he was about to speak when Michael continued.

"You're hot."

Luke surged forward and crashed their lips together, accidentally thrusting his hips up and against the other boys making both of them moan loudly.

Once again the the two times before Luke's thoughts arose; "What the hell am I doing?"

"This isn't right....but it feels so good."

"But it's wrong."

"What will Mom say?!"

"What about Dad!"

"Oh god Ben and Jack will hate me."

He pulled back and all but shoved Michael away, him still in a daze sat there blinking for a moment.
Luke hurriedly got up and fixed his shirt up and arrange his jeans so his obvious boner wasn't showing as much. Half heartily trying to fix his hair and get is shoes on quickly, he r searched for his bag.

"L-luke?" Michaels voice wobbled even though he tried to hide it, Luke ignored him.
Michael cleared his throat and wiped his eyes "Luke. What's wrong are you okay?" He stood up and went to rub his shoulder but Luke avoided him and lightly slapped his hand away.

"Michael, you need to stop doing this with me." Luke said softly, not meeting the other boys eyes.

"B-but...you kissed back?"
"Mikey..."

"NO!" Michael yelled, "Don't you dare Mikey me, I'm tired of this off and on complete BULLSHIT! All you do is go," he made his voice higher in a mocking way "'Oh Michael I'm gonna kiss you but leave not even 5 minutes later because this is wrong' and I AM DONE."

He stood there and both boys looked at each other, faces flushed and eyes tired.

Michael took a hesitant step farther, then one more and one more, until he was right in front oh Luke.

He towered over him and Luke had to look up, Michael took that as an okay and lent down and captured his lips again.

Luke involuntarily melted into the kiss before placing his hands on Michaels chest and pushing lightly, Michael pulled back but held him closer than arms lengths away by the shoulders. Eyes moving over his face, searching for any type of sign that it was okay, they were okay.

"Michael," Luke barely whispered "You're going to have to give me, give us, some time. I can't handle this right now and yes it feels amazing but, I-I'm not, I'm not gay!"

Michael tried to mask the crestfallen look on his face, with some valiant effort, but to no avail tears came to his eyes.

His voice held when he said the words that needed to be said "Luke you can't be afraid of who you are forever, you might not be gay but you sure as hell are into dick-" he took his hand and placed it on the blue eyes boys hip and brought them together and kissed him again quickly as Luke let out a moan, "If that's anything to go by."

He said after her pulled back, his arms leaving the boys sides and he stepped back and sat on the bed.

"I suppose you're gonna leave like always, so just fucking go. I'll see you at school."

Luke wordlessly grabbed his bag from the place on the floor and bit his lip, standing there as Michael ignored him and played on his phone, wondering if he should say something.

He turned and left after deciding there was nothing he could say, he wasn't gay or bi or whatever.

And he didn't like boys.

Especially boys named Michael Clifford who cursed when they lost at a game, or who's nose scrunched up when they tasted food they didn't like, or who had lips that were as soft as silk.

Fuck Luke was so gone.

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What was Michael to do when his crush-yes his crush he finally admitted it and he was as gay as a fucking rainbow-left without a word?

Call his best friend and cry, that's what.

And what was Calum to do when he couldn't help but wipe the tears off Michaels face, the boy he loved, his lips so red and plump from biting them?

Kiss him that's what.

And that's the third time Michael got his heart broken from Luke and taped back together by Calum.