Painful Love (MC fanfiction)

36 | A Sick Joke

MICHAEL'S POV

"Luke?"

He grumbled, pulling the blanket over his head. "Go back to sleep."

"Luke, it's Michael."

With that, he pulled his blanket down, checking the time at the bedside the table. "Why the fuck are you awake this early?"

"I need to go to the doctor." I said.

"Why?"

"It's something. I don't wanna tell you." Blood rose to my cheeks, I grew embarrassed really quickly.

"Mike, in this case, you really have to. Maybe it's just a jet lag thing. It might not be serious."

"It's serious if blood is coming out of my dick, Lu."

"Man-period brought to the next level." He chuckled. I stared blankly at him and he realized I wasn't joking. "I can't drive, Mikey."

"I know, but we can call a cab. But I want you to go with me." I sighed. He opened his arms and I fell onto his body, letting him cuddle me.

"I'll go get ready, kay?" He spoke with a soft voice, running his fingers through my hair. I was worried about how to tell Ashley this. "Won't be long, promise."

I nodded meekly against his chest, still balled up against his broader body. Slowly, reluctantly, I got up. He entered the bathroom of the hotel, then I was alone with my thoughts.

Luke came back with his hair back in its quiff and his lip ring in, a few droplets of water surrounded his face, lining his hairline.

"Let's go." He held an arm out for me to take and I happily grabbed it, linking our arms together. Me and Luke were the most affectionate together out of the boys, but we only love each other as brothers.

We walked in silence. A comfortable one, though. Down the hallway, in the elevator and out the front door. Since it was really, there were only about four or five fans out, but they were sleeping so we walked quickly to a slightly busier road.

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ASHLEY'S POV

"OH MY GOD NO FUCKING WAY!" I rushed out, joy pumping ferociously in my veins. There was no way this human being was standing right in front of me. "YOU ARE NOT REAL. NO, NUH-UH."

"Ashley, it's me." He laughed and it rang through my ears. Instinctively, I tried to pull out my earbuds but there weren't any and I realized then that he's actually there.

"No it's not." My voice lowered to a whisper, eyes still as wide as dinner plates. I slowly walked over to him and stuck my index finger out, reaching out with caution as if he was a snake at a petting zoo.

"Just a touch? Wanted a hug." He opened his arms and I walked towards him. And finally, he wrapped his arms around me.

I have never felt so happy in such a long time.

I squeezed him back, afraid that if I let go of him he'd disintegrate into thin air. He stroked his strong hand up and down my back and he felt more real than before.

"I'm so sorry I left, Ashley." He said. I shook my head frantically. He only just arrived, I can't see him cry.

"No, no, Sean. It's perfectly fine. It isn't your fault." I spoke, but my words muffled by his shoulder. "I've missed you so goddamn much."

"I disappeared six years ago. And that was six years more than I should've been without you." He mumbled into my hair. I pulled away and examined his face. He grew so much older, a small stubble made its way across his jaw and wrinkles appeared whenever he smiled.