Luke
It was today that Michael looked the saddest.
His head was hanging low, his smile seemed to have faded into a permanent frown, and his once bright eyes looked dark like his mood.
"What's wrong?" I ask him reaching out to take his cold hand.
"Nothing." He said reassuringly.
"No, there's something wrong." I sit up I my bed.
"Luke, I'm sorry." He said getting up and walking out with tears running down his face.
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note; MicHAEL TELL HIM
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God|| muke au
Fiksi Penggemarin which Michael hates God and Luke thinks Michael looks like a god. Story idea credits: queenskeleton © thefault_in_5sos 2016
