Help me

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Michaels pov

I saw Ashton come back down stairs but Mr.penguin was no where to be found. I had a bad feeling in my stomach as I climbed the stairs to check on flower crown. I come to the last room in the hall and open it to see blondie laying in the bed naked with cûm all over him and tear stains on his cheeks. I run over to him and sure enough he's crying. I touch his shoulder and his eyes open wide. "Color" is all he says. Shît that means he sees it too. I help him get dressed back into his dress. I couldn't bear the thought of leaving him alone what if Ashton came back. I took him to my car and drove him to my house my parents are never home so they won't mind. I get him into my room and lay him down on the bed and go off to find some clothes that with fit him. I come back with a pair of joggers and my sex pistol shirt. I helped him get changed in them then I tuck him into bed and go to leave only to hear him say "don't leave please" he sounded so fragile so I got into bed with him. As soon as I touched him my whole world felt right and color was everywhere. "I never got your name" I say "oh I'm so sorry my names luke oh god you didn't even know me and you helped me and now I'm in your house and in your clothes" I cut him off " hey don't worry I'm just happy that your safe now okay"
" but you don't even know me I'm just some boy you saw needed help"
"I've seen you around school and just never had time to say hi it's okay now you get some sleep you need it we can talk more when you wake up okay"
"Okay.."
"Michael"

Luke's pov

I soon fell asleep to the steady beat of Michaels heart. The colors of the world were so much brighter with him then that were with Ashton. In so glad he found me. I just can't look at Ashton or face my mom oh god she's be so mad at me for drinking even though it's just one cup u probably led him on some how even though all I said was no and screamed and cried. Before I knew it I was being shaking awake my Michael. He said I was shaking and whimpering in my sleep and he wanted to make sure I was okay. Maybe I found someone who cares.

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