thank you nooryousaf for this inspiration. I tweaked your request a little, and I hope that's okay (: I hope you like it !
"Luke, you're late again!" Ashton yelled as Luke ran into the studio for band practice.
"I'm r-really sorry.." Luke said quickly, setting down his back pack and guitar case quickly.
The blonde boy smiled, and quickly got out his guitar, plugging it into the amp.
"I'm ready. Sorry for being late. It won't happen again." He said, and cal laughed a little.
"Luke, take off your jacket. You're gonna get too hot." Calum said, and Luke nodded, taking off his jacket, throwing it to the side.
Michael looked over at ashton concerned as he saw the bruises that littered Luke's arms.
The curly haired boy had a sympathetic look on his face, but they began tuning anyway.
It wasn't the first time Luke has come in with bruises, but he always seemed to have a story behind each one.
Apparently he falls a lot, and runs into doors, or hits his arm on the counter.
Michael's heard every excuse and Luke's beginning to run out of them.
"Luke, come here!" They all heard, so they all looked back to see Luke's boyfriend walk through the door.
Michael hates the guy because he took Luke away from him. Luke is supposed to be with Michael.
"I'll be right back." Luke said softly and walked out of the room with Tyler.
The guys sighed, knowing that Luke was getting mistreated by his boyfriend. The bruises, limping, and nervousness when he came around made it very clear.
"I'm gonna go grab a water bottle. I'll be right back." Michael said and left the room.
As he walked down the hall, he heard a few hushed voices around the corner so he stopped and listened.
"Why do you have to be here so early? You didn't even wake me up before you left!" Tyler said, so Luke sighed.
"I'm sorry, but I was running late and-"
"And nothing. You tell me where you're going before you leave, got it?" Tyler said in a harsher tone.
"Yes." Luke whispered.
"Good boy, now when you get home, I expect you to come upstairs and get ready for me, okay?" He said, making Michael cringe.
"No, Ty. Please no." Luke whispered softly.
"And why not?!" Tyler whisper yelled.
"Y-You.... You råped me last night, you know?" Luke whispered.
"No! No I didn't! I'm your boyfriend Luke. I never heard you say no! You wanted it!" Tyler laughed.
"You heard me say no! I yelled it!" Luke defended.
"Good boys don't say no, sweetheart." He said, making Michael sick to his stomach as Tyler wrapped his hand around Luke's neck in a threatening way.
"I'm sorry." Luke whispered.
Luke had nothing to apologize for.
Micjael peeked around, and once he saw Tyler walking out of the building, he ran over to Luke, engulfing him in a hug.
"Michael?" Luke gasped.
"Luke, I'm so sorry-"
"Go away! Why were you listening?!" Luke asked pushing Michael away quickly.
"You don't deserve to be treated like that.." Michael whispered.
"It's okay Michael. It won't happen again. He said he thinks consent is sexy." Luke said softly, and Michael scoffed.
"Consent isn't sexy, Luke. Consent is a basic human right that he shouldn't take away from you." Michael said harshly.
"Michael, please mind your own-"
"When my best friend is being hurt, it becomes my business." Michael said, and Luke looked up at him with tear filled eyes.
"Please don't tell. I swear he's getting better. He doesn't hit me as much. He said he's gonna stop." Luke begged, but Michael just walked forward, holding Luke to his chest.
"Michael I promise I'm okay with him-"
"Just let me hold you, Luke. You aren't okay with him, and you need to be with someone who treats you like the princess you are." Michael whispered in Luke's ear as the blonde boy cried onto Michael's shoulder.
"You're not going back to him, got it? You can't let him abuse you any more. I can't watch you let him hurt you." Michael whispered, holding the back of Luke's neck, playing with the hair that rested there.
"Michael he scares me. He will hurt me if I leave him." Luke cried.
"I know sometimes I'm pretty lousy at keeping my word, but I promise you Luke, I will never let him hurt you again." Michael whispered, pressing his forehead to Luke's.
"You promise?" Luke asked for reassurance.
"I promise." Michael whispered, kissing Luke's forehead softly.
