Ex-boyfriend || Muke

"no way."

michael didn't wanna go, no not one bit. it  was his mum's doing, really. she'd just about forced him up and out of the house to his high school reunion.

did michael want to see faces upon faces of people he'd always hated? no.

did half these people ever even know of michaels existence in high school? probably not.

he wasn't exactly "popular".

but nonetheless karen clifford could be a very say persuasive mother, and had just about pushed her son out the door and to where he was now.

some stupid gallery where the parking lot was packed, and for some reason there was what looked to be photographers crowding around the entrance way.

deciding to shrug off his jacket upon entering, michael quickly glanced into the rear view mirror of his car, sighed deeply, and got out.

and that's basically how he ended up here, in the dimly lit corner of the gallery, standing alone and awkward while clutching a punch of some sort in his pale hand.

he's watching the mass of his old classmates dance and chatter among themselves. some were standing up, others were seated at tables with white tablecloths and little scented candles.

michael swished around his drink with a toothpick, wishing desperately he didn't listen to his mother.

he didn't understand why he still let her boss him around so much all the time. michael was practically almost 21 years old already.

yet he did understand on her big need for him to go out and be social, as he did in fact tend to be a bit of a hobbit sometimes.

then again he did have calum, so that had to count for something. calum was his best friend, yet of course he couldn't be bothered to come to the reunion with michael, instead spending the day with his annoying girlfriend out of town.

real nice of him, michael thought, chuckling almost soundlessly to himself.

suddenly a burst of applause arises from the usual party scene, startling michael's gaze to the door where someone was entering. someone worth an entrance, it seemed.

just then, someone set their hand on michael's shoulder, making him turn around. he's met with a pair of brown eyes, and recognizes her to be the popular bitch of high school, meg.

she sure hasn't changed much, brown eyes still caked with makeup, brown hair just in a new hairstyle, a bob.

she searches his face, and he just about groans.

"uh, can i help you?" he asks.

"um yeah, are you like part of the staff here or something? cause for one, if so, you're very rude, and two, where the fuck is the bathroom?" she snots, adjusting the expensive bag around her painfully thin waist.

michael rolls his green eyes, "no, bitch i'm not a part of the staff, and the bathroom is literally over there." michael says, gesturing to his far left.

she rolls her eyes at him, muttering a "loser" under her breath, but it doesn't faze michael, and he decides to go to the bathroom as well, wanting to pee and fix his fringe up.

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he's just zipping up his jeans when someone knocks into him from behind, nearly causing him to crash into the wall next to the urinal.

an "oomph," is heard from the opposing stranger, and all michael can make out is that they're tall, really tall, and they smell very nice. like expensive cologne and minty gum.

michael helps the person back to his feet again.

"thank you! i'm sorry i'm always just like sooo clumsy and yeah, i mean this happens a lot. anyways," the blonde stranger rubs his hands on his pants quickly before sticking his hand out,
"i'm luke!"

michael startles.

no, no it can't be.

they meet eyes, blue on green, green on blue. "luke..?"

luke's eyes spark recognition immediately, "m-michael! michael! it's you! i haven't seen you for so fucking long oh my god! ugh, i had to get in here, away from all that flippin' paparazzi. like dafuq paparazzi? why're you always following me around with your cams? i'm not that special." he smirks, rambling on.

michael snaps out of his daze, at first smiling at luke, then glaring confusedly.

"um hi, luke."

luke frowns, releasing his grip on michael a bit, eyes looking hurt.

michael debates in his head, but then decides to do the right thing, and walks out the door.

oh.

:)